Chapter Two
‘Interesting place,’ murmured Nuritov, his gaze fixed on the peculiar house with the same wide-eyed surprise that Konrad felt himself.
‘I don’t want to go in it,’ Tasha pronounced, and sat back with a frown.
‘It is even stranger inside,’ said Nanda brightly.
‘Wonderful,’ Konrad muttered.
‘Eino bought it about two years ago,’ she continued. ‘It used to belong to an Assevan family, name of Vasilescu.’
‘Why did they sell it?’
‘They didn’t.’
Konrad raised an eyebrow.
‘They were all murdered, about ten years ago. The house stood empty until Eino took it on.’
This disclosure was greeted with a thunderous silence, until Nanda broke it with a peal of laughter. ‘Only joking. They went bankrupt.’
Nuritov was generous enough to greet Nanda’s sally with a polite chuckle, though
