Jane peered through a window of the stone house, wondering who lived there. She’d never seen anyone enter or leave it. It appeared abandoned. But who would quit such a splendid abode?
She swung around, startled. “Uncle Albert!”
“Off with you!” he barked.
Bewildered, she turned and ran off, her skirt billowing behind her.
After she was gone, Albert went into the house, heading directly to the secret room where his Nubian prize was. He’d spent a great fortune for her so he intended to enjoy every delectable inch of her. Shivering in anticipation, he unlocked the door.