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