My eyes wandered silently the massive room I was in, waiting for Caleb to come back from wherever he went in this house.
I thought about just bolting out the door and making making a run for it but when I tried that, life laughed down at me when the locked door wouldn't budge.
I was in a reception area, with furniture that looked like they cost a fortune with their delicate golden swirls that formed the outlines.
There was a big TV hung from a wall and two large flower vases stood guards on each side. Those of course, excluding the other one resting in a corner beside the glass wall.
Yes, they had a wall full on glass that looked out to what appeared to be the villa's garden.
No other windows adorned the area which made my escape harder than expected.
The only way out were the stair
