Chapter Nine

Emma

Letting go of Ian’s arm, I reached for the back of the blindfold.

“Miss North, please—”

I pulled on the tie, loosening the material as a large door before me opened inward.

“Please step inside,” Ian said with a sigh as he reached inside the room and hit a switch.

Despite the lights, the room seemed dark, in need of an open window or doorway to the outside. Since it was nearly midnight, that would only add the artificial illumination of streetlights, but any additional lighting would help.

Before stepping in, I took a quick look to the left and right. The hallway extended one way with another closed door on the other side. The other way led to what appeared to be a landing for a staircase. The tall walls were covered in wood wainscoting with ornate trim to almost my height; above that was dark green. I lifted my chin, taking in the high ceiling and glowing sconces upon the walls.

“How will I find my way out of here?” I asked.