Novel & Cerita Machine Gun Kelly Glass House

James pressed his lips to my temple, “I replaced the glass from before with something graded to be bullet proof. Nothing will get through those windows again.” A shiver rolled down my spine. Either James replaced the window with bulletproof glass to make me feel safe or because he didn’t think this was over. The rational part of me wanted to say it was simply to make me feel safe, but I’d learned the hard way that in this world I was thrust into; No one is ever one hundred percent safe. “Don’t worry,” James whispered at my silence, “I’ve increased security and had motion cameras installed at the rear of the house. They’re on the generators, so I assure you, nothing is getting in here.”

Would it be rude to ask Miss Mabel about that? Kelly pushed the glass front door open. How often did they need to change that after a brawl? Were there brawls? Kelly figured she’d try to find out. Either way, she’d keep Eddie away if it was, and she’d sit closest to the door in case she needed to leave quickly.

I also did not miss the hard intakes of breath coming from Mica and April. I stared at them curiously. Cousin, right? Mica caught me staring at her and realized how obvious they were in ogling at Hunter. She glared at me. I just shook my head and looked away. Tania was nowhere in sight. But I was still pretty sure this weekend was going to be epic! The house was a magnificent combination of wood and glass. The ceilings were high and the walls facing the beautiful view of the lake was made of glass, making the whole house almost visible to anybody on the opposite side.

I said, “of anything alive, anyway. I don’t know if there are traps or spells and stuff. I can’t sense those.” “This section, clear!” I heard one of the cops say through Agent Kaye’s line. “I’m clear, too!” Agent Kaye said, moving towards Jester’s position. They were making their way back to the lifts. “We’re moving to the second basement level,” someone said through the open channel on the Chief’s side. “Last room. This one’s—” There was barely a warning. Barely, because for maybe a tenth of a second before all the glass windows in the entire house shattered into millions of glittering shrapnel, I felt a stab of grim accomplishment from the Chief, and eager anticipation from his collaborato

The faint sting of burns on my arm, the deep, lingering ache in my core from the safehouse, and an exhaustion that went deeper than sleep. I blinked, taking in our surroundings. We weren't at the blackened remains of the Graves mansion, and we weren't at the office. We were parked in front of a mansion that looked like it had been carved out of light and air. A massive, two-story glass house tucked away behind high walls. It was a masterpiece of steel and transparency, reflecting the orange glow of the setting sun. "Is this our new house?" I asked, my voice slightly raspy. I turned to look into Ares’s dark eyes.

Chapter 1: The Commission The brief had been simple: photograph the house before it sold. Indigo had read it twice because simple briefs from architects were usually not simple. They said photograph the house and meant photograph it the way I see it, which required understanding how the architect saw it, which required understanding the architect. The house was called the Glass House in the commission documents. Not officially. Just what the agency had written in the field labeled project name because Clement Voss apparently hadn’t given it one.

I just drank the water, the coldness of it matching the ash-taste of the word husband. The House of Glass The Ho family’s private beach house was an architectural scream of "look at us." It was all glass, teak, and white volcanic stone, glowing like a lantern against the darkening Pacific. As we stepped onto the terrace, the air was already thick with the saccharine laughter of my sisters. Lily was glowing, her hand perpetually resting on her pregnant stomach as if it were a trophy. Bethany was draped in a neon pink chiffon that hurt to look at.

“None that I’m aware of anyway.” Kelly looked over at the women. “No one was injured today?” Mikial shook his head. “We were standing far enough away that we weren’t hit by any of the glass. I don’t know about anyone else inside at the time. My attention was on these two.” Kelly glanced back to the front of the gallery. “Apparently, no one else was near the front either.” Looking back at the group he said, “You were very lucky today. All you have to do is to replace the windows. We’ll keep this as an open case until we know what happened.”

He murmured. A giggle slipped past my reserve. "Mm, maybe. Pennsylvania really does look like a destination spot." After one hour of driving, the car arrived at a large, black gate in the upscale part of Pennsylvania. This house wasn't as grandiose as his New York mansion, but it still held an impressive aura. The car stopped before the house, and Aiden and I stepped down— And my mouth hung open in shock. The house was built from top to bottom with glass—only the roof was spared. I could see every inch of the interior of the house from outside.

And I must say, his name really tasted bitter, the worst name I've ever heard in my life. ''What kind of name is that? Sounds like an STD!'' I won't be surprised if he had one. He just chuckled ''And you think Sky is any better?'' ''We are almost there'' A second didn't pass when a figure of a shed came up ahead. It wasn't really a shed. It was a very sophisticated looking wood-glass house. But this was a little weird for me because why would anyone in his right mind build a house made of glass in the woods with no protection whatsoever.