Chapter Fifteen
A week later, Miles and Tessa arrived in front of an old brick home, just as the sun was setting. Tessa gazed in awe at the spooky sight that greeted her; the strange yellow/orange glow in the sky was an ominous sign of the dark things to come. The night was made even more portentous by Miles’ attitude. He was cold and brooding, as he’d been for nearly two weeks. As many times as his coldness had made her shudder, she was still unaccustomed to the effect, and it scared her.
The limo pulled into the circular drive in front of the mansion. This was not as expansive a place as Tessa imagined it might be; yet it was large and imposing, wedged between other antiquated houses in a neighborhood of the wealthy. Quite oddly, the lights inside the house glowed with the same ochre
