Chapter 5 - The Heavy Oak Front Door Flies Wide Open
Before Ethan could demand another answer, a deafening sound echoed from the front hallway of the massive brick estate.
The custom solid-oak front door slammed violently against the interior wall, nearly splintering the brass hinges apart.
An icy gust of autumn wind swept through the grand foyer, instantly extinguishing several decorative candles on the console.
Ethan spun around in shock, his eyes widening as heavy, deliberate footsteps marched across the imported Italian marble flooring.
Lauren’s triumphant smile vanished completely, replaced by a sudden, creeping terror that chilled her to the bone.
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“Who the hell is that?” Ethan barked, reaching instinctively for the whiskey tumbler resting on the sideboard.
Grace stood completely still, a faint, cold shadow of a smile finally touching her lips for the first time.
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