The Two Towers Novel Novels & Stories

"He came back a little earlier than expected." Justin stared. "For Aiden?" Charlie shrugged. "I didn't say that." "You implied it." "I merely provided information." Justin opened his mouth to argue, but then stopped. The interior of the mansion had finally registered in his brain. Crystal chandeliers hung from impossibly high ceilings. Paintings that looked expensive enough to pay his tuition decorated the walls. The staircase curved upward like something from a royal palace. "Oh my God," he whispered again. Charlie folded his arms proudly. "Impressive, isn't it?"