Chapter 4We sat quietly with our martinis, watching the day turn to night, enjoying the sunset. Then about a mile away, we saw headlights from a car coming up the winding road to the village.” Must be our guest,” I said
“I don’t see any headlights following him,” replied Cindy.
We sat, finishing our drinks, watching the car come up the road. He parked in front of the house, got out and entered the yard through the gate. When he started up the stairs, I got up and headed for the front door saying, “Let’s find out what the intrigue is about.”
I opened the door just as he got to the top of the stairs. “Good evening Mr. Steelgrave. I am Mike Smith.”
I extended a hand and we shook hands. “Good to meet you, Mr. Smith. Please come in.” He was not what I expected. He was maybe 5 feet 6 inches
