The phone call seemed too good to be true. Seemed a fake. After all, James could close his eyes and hear the sound of Cinzia's voice, ringing in his ears, telling him to call her because something bad had happened. He could still hear the truths she told him -- that Z had died. That she had been murdered. He could still feel the way his body ( Read more... )

OOC: Follows conversation hereJames opened the gate for Cinzia to follow, locking it behind them. He was still getting used to the new house, and it took a minute for him to locate the key to open the front door. As soon as they stepped in, they were greeted with a wide, open room with high ceilings. The opposite wall was completely glass, and was ( Read more... )