His bidding

For the second time that evening Montana shivered, the first time from the sound of her masters voice, the second, from the appearance of the building matching the address Sir James had given her!!! It was a private residence that looked absolutely gothic, with a front consisting of large thick stones, turrets, gargoyles, and of course covered with thick hanging vines! Montana unconsciously pulled her coat tighter together in front of her, and then with a little trepidation, climbed the stairs and rang the bell! For almost a minute nothing happened and she was about to ring the bell one more time, when all at once the huge carved door creaked and slowly swung open! It was almost as dark inside as out, as the only light that she could see came f... Læs hele novellen