formed in his eyes. He’d left his little sister crying. “I’ll find you, Nathan. I’m come and bring you home.”
Only she’d become the one who’d never returned.
Too many thoughts crowding his mind. He’d never planned to be back here under these circumstances.
Nathan turned back and went downstairs, amazed at the size of this mansion. He checked two other bedrooms and then moved toward the large den where a massive fireplace took center stage. Beyond the den with all of the family portraits and fancy trinkets and treasures, he saw the sunroom that formed a rectangle at the back of the house.
More windows here, rows and rows of them, with two sets of French doors leading out to the terrace and a huge pool that was covered for winter.
The yard looked the same from the lower floor, white and stark against the security lights. But he knew a criminal could be hiding out there, alarms or no alarms.
He headed to the front of the house and went to the dining room window to peek through the heavy curtains.
Then he saw something that had him on high alert again.
A fresh set of heavy footprints had marred the beauty of the new-fallen snow. Someone has passed through the front yard while he’d been moving through the house.
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