Justin's house was huge. I wondered if it was the money he obviously inherited along with Niklaus or it was all him since he was in a very successful hand often touring the world, but either ways, his house was huge. Not as big as Niklaus' but still pretty large for an average New York house.
It was the break of dawn when the car pulled into his driveway and we walked up to the huge brown doors that remained open.
"Are you sure they wouldn't rather have us stay in a hotel?" I was still mumbling to Nik as we walked closer, unaware there was somebody right on the opposite side listening to what I'd just said.
"You're crazy if you think I'd let either of you stay in a hotel." I jumped in my place being startled and realised a moment later that the voice belonged to Tara- I remembered from
