Chapter Four
Jack gazed up at the entrance to the Wrights' house and wondered what the hell he was doing.
House? No, it was a mansion. Maybe even an estate. Jack didn't know what the difference was, nor did he care. All he did know was that the house was designed to intimidate.
The drive to get to the place was down a private road that ended in a gate, where Jack had to state his name and purpose before being allowed to enter the grounds.
The house sat atop a cliff. It was two stories, the white stucco blinding in the sunshine. With multiple decks encircling the house, it was built to showcase the magnificent views. To the east were the blue waters of Puget Sound. On cloudless days, you could see the snow-capped peak of Mount Rainier. To the west were the tall evergreens that made up t
