105 The Room

“Stop!” he tells her.

“Show me!”

“Stop! He repeats, firmly. “What matters is finding the Secret Door. What do you think? That the dead relive?”

“I know about the door.” There is knowledge in her eyes.

“Why are you lying?” He tries to bluff her.

“There was a drawing of the Secret Door in the will.”

“What will?”

“Andrew Boroville’s. The man I told you about. He left me the house. But I don’t know him. He died thirty years before. There was a quote from the Bible,” she informs him.

105 The Room

“Stop!” he tells her.

“Show me!”

“Stop! He repeats, firmly. “What matters is finding the Secret Door. What do you think? That the dead relive?”

“I know about the door.” There is knowledge in her eyes.

“Why are you lying?” He tries to bluff her.

“There was a drawing of the Secret Door in the will.”

“What will?”

“Andrew Boroville’s. The man I told you about. He left me the house. But I don’t know him. He died thirty years before. There was a quote from the Bible,” she informs him.