Chapter 7Although never quite sure what motivated her, after Arabella supervised the loading of the storm painting, she went back inside for a moment while the driver and his helper padded the huge canvas carefully and tied it in place. She threw a few things into a gym bag, then dashed back out with it and hopped into Clunker as the truck rolled away.
At first she told herself she only planned to be sure they got safely back to the highway, but ultimately she followed the truck all the way to Phoenix and the Cameron mansion. There was no other word for it. To term it a mere house would be grossly inadequate. The enormous, rambling edifice, an eclectic mixture of Mediterranean and Spanish Colonial styles, perched on the southeast side of one of the rocky little mountains that thrust up fr
