The Immortal Bond (The Immortal Mark Book 3) by Amy Sparling

Author:Amy Sparling [Sparling, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Damien secures a private jet for us at the local airport. It belongs to the Embrook clan and ironically, it’s parked right next to the Rosewater jet in the hangar. It’s not as nice as the other one, but when it comes to private jets, they’re all pretty amazing, and anything beats sitting coach with a hundred strangers. We’re all pretty quiet on the flight to northern California where Lady Em’s private castle home is currently empty. I’d thought I would be nervous, maybe even a little scared when it came time to go back.

But as we land on a runway in sunny California and pile into a rented Chevrolet truck, I realize I am not scared at all. I’m also not nervous. Maybe it’s because she’s not there and we won’t be locked up again. Or maybe I’m just getting used to the fact that I’ll probably die by the end of this anyway.

I should leave a note for Uncle Will, thanking him once again for all that he’s done for me over the years.

The castle looks different now that it’s not raining and the sky isn’t darkened by clouds. It doesn’t look as majestic or castle-like. It almost seems like it was built maybe fifty years ago, out of bricks like a normal house, but someone fancied up the outside to make it seem more like a castle. I’m not sure how to describe it, but it’s not really that cool at all. It seems below Lady Em’s style, especially knowing that she owns the mansion in Austin. Why not live there full time?

Theo drives down the winding gravel driveway, parking to the left of the garage. There are two other guys here, dressed in all black. The security guards Damien hired. They nod at us as we get out of the truck.

“You two go ahead,” Damien says as he walks to the bed of the truck where he’s laid out all of his equipment. “I’ll be searching the perimeter for hidden rooms and underground bunkers.”

“You ready?” Theo asks me. He holds out his hand.

I take it. “Let’s go.”

Theo uses a crowbar to bust open the front door, which is a heavy wooden slab of a thing that goes with the castle like exterior. Once we’re inside, the whole place smells like roses and it also looks a lot like a real house and not a castle. I’d been picturing stone floors and walls, giant sweeping murals and metal candlesticks—pretty much like what the castles look like in movies and TV shows.

Instead, the walls are drywall instead of stone, painted in deep rich colors like burgundy and hunter green. There’s a sitting room to the left filled with stuffy old people furniture, floral print everything, and an antique coffee table. It’s so not what I’d picture being Lady Em’s style, but if she was raised in a different time period, maybe she never grew out of it.

There are dozens of paintings on the walls. Half-melted candles in the sconces that line the hallways.

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