Yellow-white headlights reflected in the falling snow and inside Stone’s living room from outside. He heard the engine of a four-wheel drive vehicle grind and groan, making its way through the snow, coming closer to the house. The headlights blinded him as he entered the living room’s foyer. He felt excited inside, happy that one of ten guests had arrived for the evening’s book club gathering.
Eventually, the engine turned off as well as the headlights on the vehicle. Within a matter of seconds, a shadowy figure climbed out, covered in winter gear from head to toes, battling the snowy cold. Then the figure closed the vehicle’s door and walked toward the house’s front stoop’s three icy steps. The person quickly trotted up the stairs and ended up at the main entrance, on the opposite side o
