Alphonso.

The car pulled up in the forecourt of the castle, Millie looked around, and she was quite entranced, it looked so ancient. She was dying to find out the history of it. Italians of the Medici period had this urge to kill and then ask questions later, and with a smile, she wondered if Nick had any Italian ancestry. The gate, wooden and massive, was attached to the stone walls with three-foot iron hinges, and the door, decorated with iron studs was the first sight to repel visitors. Millie couldn't see a bell or a chain to pull so she took hold of one of the twisted iron handles and pushed the door open.

The door creaked but swung open quickly, presenting Millie with a courtyard full of greenery, and stone archways, giant ornate stone planters and Millie could see lanterns for when the sun went down. It would look like an enchanted forest. She could imagine playing here as a child, and there were so many places to hide. She walked through the greenery and under the archway looki