hearse. Anna stared out the window. The gl
hone
't your real grandfather. He adopted you. You owe him everything. If you do anything to
all e
resolve into something unbreakable. Her debt to Alistair wasn't abo
sland. It finally slowed before a set of towering iron gates. A b
re, miss." He placed her single, simple suitcase
ked toward the gates. They
he sweeping driveway when two blurs of bl
nder their coats. They charged her, growls
eat. Panic was a death sentence. She stood her ground, p
s of the lead dog-the black one.
r barks turned into confused, wary whines. Somet
. She extended one hand, palm up. From deep in her throat, she made a low, soft clicking sound-a
heads. Their aggress
erfectly tailored butler's uniform stepped out. White hair. Ram
! Ghost
ler to Anna. Then they reluctantly trott
ng dust from her jeans.
rtis," he said, his
a
ble. Then he gave a curt nod and stepped aside. "Ple
e and followed him into th
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