The chiming of the doorbell has all turn to look at the door. I stand and pull the back of my shirt down, concealing my gun as I walk through the mansion to the front door. I place my hand on the handle of the gun as I check who it is. Not recognising who it is. I cautiously open the door, my gun now by my side.
“Can I help you?” I ask, and the hooded figure looks up, and she smiles at me.
“Sί, I’m looking for Courtney Frost-Gambino.” She says, and I look at her.
“And who are you?” I ask her and she smiles.
“I am Helena Mendoza, the leader of The Sisters Of The Holy Light. I believe you are expecting me,” she says, and I look at her once more and open the door wider for her to step inside. She removes the hood and I get my first look at Helena.
She is stunning, tall, slender, her blac
