deserted road that was only sided with trees. It was like gl

Miguel and Maria's conversation from that night. About how Maria mentioned that Donovan might kill me. He did look

wanted to live, I should only

ok like the kind of person to want to put someone out of th

ed myself as the car slowly approached a wrought iron gate th

d a button on the dashboard, pr

a crest that seemed to descend into an Eden-like paradise. I couldn't hold back my glee as the

shimmer until I strained my vision and realized the fountain

and fountain, I found myself waiting in the parked car as Sarsk

al hotel. God, how many rooms did this house have? The front of the building boasted tall

stuff for fun. The doors, wooden but modern, seemed taller than average. The front of the building

cause I thought I'd remain in the car until Donovan returned from wherever he'd gone. I thoug

up the stairs; there were ten of them, and I waited as

quai

lid through the doors. There was nobody behind the doors, but I couldn't thin

njoying the high ceilings and golden lights. The tall windows I'd seen outside were letting in the r

yself going up the stairs that were a few fe

ont of it. His eyes bored into mine as he raised an eyebro

owing his suit coat so I nervously averted my gaz