Chapter 3Theo gave me the directions, and within twenty minutes we were in front of what looked like an antebellum mansion. If I’d passed it in the normal course of the day, I’d have taken it for a museum.
“This is where you live?” I blinked at what I could make out of it. The street lights didn’t reveal much, beyond the fact that it was big.
“Yeah. Oh, not the whole house. We’re up on three.”
Spike made a noise that sounded like a snort, and Theo reached over the seat and swatted him, then smiled at me.
He made no effort to get out.
Did I invite myself in? Did I wait for him to invite me in?
The stalemate was finally broken by Spike. “I’m going to bed,” he mumbled. “You two can do what you want.” He slammed the car door behind him and climbed the steps to the outer door.
“Do you wa
