Escape into the Shadows

The grandfather clock in the estate corridor chimed 2:00 AM. Elena stood by the tall arched window in the master bedroom. Outside, the rain had turned into a blinding upstate blizzard. Heavy snow swirled in furious vortexes around the pine trees, coating the grounds in deep white drifts. Beside her on the bed, Alessandro lay in deep exhaustion, breathing steadily. Beside his pillow rested his syndicate phone, which had buzzed…