The driver came around to Jennifer’s side of the car and between them, they
supported her on each side as they walked her to the door of the imposing
house where they’d stopped…She was still unsteady on her feet and would
have fallen if they hadn’t helped her…The house was more like an old
French Castle, it looked ancient and weathered…As they approached the
door, it opened and Jennifer could see a couple standing there smiling…The
man in his fifties, gray haired and very elegant in dove gray slacks, a
burgundy smoking jacket and white foulard…The woman much younger, she
couldn’t have been out of her twenties, wearing a simple black frock with a
thin gold chain around her neck…The man was the first to
speak…Completely ignoring her he said to the driver “She wasn’t any
trouble was she…We’ve done the background checks, there’s no one that will
be alarmed when she doesn’t show up at her
