Monacco Mansion - Vista Glenn, Las Vistas
“Make a right at the next street and then it’s the fourth house on the
left,” Isabella instructed. Blake did as
he was told keeping one eye on the road and the other on her, giving special
attention to her left knee, which hadn’t stopped shaking since they got into
the car. The closer they got to their
destination the more it shook and he began to wonder if he should worry about
her stomping a hole in the floor. It
finally came to a halt when he stopped his SUV at the front gate of a structure
that looked more like a hotel than a house for any one family. She took and
audible breath and pressed a few buttons on a small remote control that she’d
fished out of her purse and the large iron gates creaked open allowing him to
pull through into the concourse. Before
he could turn off the engine, she hopped out and began charging towards the
house.
