Love Letters from Heaven by Debbie Peterson

Author:Debbie Peterson [Peterson, Debbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction, fantasy, soldier, sweet
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2017-12-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

None of them moved from where they had planted their feet. As they stared into the darkness, Jared took in a deep breath and gave it a slow release. “Most unexpected.”

“Yes indeed.” With the utmost in caution, Justin swept past them and stepped into the house. Jared grabbed hold of her hand, firmed his grip, and followed a step behind.

“Hello?” he called out. “Is anybody home? Look—I assure you, we’re not here to disturb your peace, vandalize the place, or cause you trouble in any way. We’re here to speak with Rachel Jameson on a matter of great importance and nothing more. Hello?”

No one responded.

Justin fumbled around for a light switch. He found one off to the right of the door and flipped it. In turn, he awakened one sluggish bulb in the crystal chandelier above them. The faceted candelabra globe offered no more than muted light. Once her eyes adjusted, Katie settled her gaze on the grand staircase in front of and to the left of the large foyer. She’d never seen anything like it. The intricate work of newel posts, balusters, and hand railings were something to behold. Exquisite crown molding and wainscoting set the tan and cream fleur-de-lis wallpaper off to absolute perfection. At the top of the stairway, a set of French doors with frosted glass reflected the dim light of the chandelier.

In that same moment, a shadow of movement behind those doors caught her attention. Another reflection from somewhere below? Shadows from windswept trees perhaps? Or must something altogether different claim responsibility for what she saw?

Jared gently nudged her, and she all but vaulted off the floor. “What?”

This time he didn’t laugh over her whispered response. He cocked his head to the right. “Maybe we should take a look in there first.”

She turned her gaze toward the formal drawing room. At the far end of the spacious room, a floor-to-ceiling bay window separated two grand pianos. White, diamond tufted Victorian furniture and tables rested on highly polished, wide plank wooden floors. Persian rugs with a peacock motif in hues of blue, green, and white accented the large room. A huge, white marble fireplace centered the wall to her left. The unique artwork on the mantel and side pillars would amaze anyone who saw them. So did the framed landscapes and portraits on the walls. She couldn’t help but wonder what Donnie Martin thought when he stepped inside for the very first time. Did he feel out of place? Did he ever feel at home here?

Justin shook his head. “I don’t think there’s anything in there that would give us a clue as to Rachel’s whereabouts. I mean there isn’t a single tub of Cheese Whiz, bag of chips, peanuts, or pretzels on any of those tables—much less any mail tossed around the place. How boring is that?”

Jared bobbed his head. “I concur. So I wonder if there’s an office or library in this ugly rat hole.”

The off-handed comments, surely meant to lighten the mood, made her smile.

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