Chapter 3

“Christine Anthony with a delivery for Ms. Weldon,” I announced.

The gate slowly slid to the side and I pulled into the driveway of a magnificent estate. The driveway must have been a half-mile long and the grounds were superbly manicured. I wanted to come back during the day so I could see all of it. It must have been beautiful, but the light was beginning to fade so I couldn’t see a lot.

I pulled up in front of a wonderful stone house that sat atop a small hill. It almost looked like a castle. It was big, but not huge. It looked like most of it was only two stories tall, but each floor looked taller than most houses. It seemed long and wide. It still didn’t look like the home of a large family, and unless there was a playground in back, there weren’t children here, either.

I got out of my car with the garment bag in my hand, walked up the front stairs, and rang the bell beside the door. It took a moment for the bell to be answered, but when it was, I was facing an older woman.