Chapter 3“You’re sure this is the right address?” Donal asked, looking at the large house set well back from the street. “I figured Seven of Seven would be in some office building.
“Me too, but according to the card Mario gave me this is the place,” Andre replied, checking it again.
“Okay. Let’s do this.”
They were in the Garden District and, looking at the house, Andre could see why Mario had said Jacob loved it. A wrought-iron fence surrounded the property, with a gate that opened onto a long path leading to a steep flight of stairs. The stairs went up to the wide veranda and the front door. There were tall, white pillars that rose from the veranda to the second-floor balcony.
Tentatively, even though he knew they were expected, Andre pressed the doorbell. Moments late the door swung
