Unexpected Connection

CHAPTER 1

Hi, I am Liliana Grant but you can call me Lily.

'Good Morning'

I stare at my alarm waiting for it to ring

Ring Ring

I hit it the button.

'Beat you again' I say to the alarm.

I get up from bed. Good thing the blinds are down, the sun in your eyes when you just wake up is not the best way to start a day. I drag myself off the bed, wash my face and teeth. I open my blinds by remote when I am in the bathroom, and like every other morning, I take my binoculars out to my huge balcony and look out.

'There it is'

The house stood in the distance, the rising sun always hit the house in a different way making it look so pretty in the distance. I have been obsessed with this house since I was a kid. Why? Because everyone who moved in there moved out in a year, some say it is cursed. By 'some' I mean the women (mothers) in the neighborhood. I would tell you more about the women later on, I do not want to get distracted. Like always I start by looking around the large compound. The house is on my street in fact it's my neighbor but it is still so far. There are so many things between us like a basketball court in both houses, a tennis court in my house, a garden in my house, the one in the other house is dead but I am sure with some TLC, it would be back to being a beauty. If you haven't being able to tell, I live in a pretty wealthy neighborhood. Everyone is almost the same, you have the housewives or trophy wives and you have the working wives, you must fall into one and because of that there is a clique. My mother falls into the working class clique which I am proud of, not that being a housewife is easy.

Ugh! I am getting distracted again.

I turn my attention back to the house. I have always loved the exterior of this house, it is basically a glass house like my home, it has a flat roof with a dried up garden to one side. The house as black, and white paint on the wall, the other side of the roof without the garden is gray. There are eight bedrooms inside and ten baths, eight ensuite and two powder rooms. Okay, so you are wondering, 'how does Liliana know all this?' well I sneaked in a few times. Hey, don't judge me, okay. There is also a huge car garage in front of the house. I especially love the huge, and I mean huge front door. It is roof to ceiling and that is a lot when you realize that the living room has a high ceiling, that is, it is two floors combined. You would think the door would be so heavy, I thought so too but I was surprised when I used it for the first time, it is unnaturally light and easy to open. I also love the huge windows near the door. We have a similar front entrance except the door in my house is not floor to ceiling but it is just as wide. Done admiring the house, I look towards the back of the house, there is a building there, almost like warehouse.

'That's new'

I have never seen that building before. I quickly scan the entire compound, nothing else is different. I look towards the gate of the house. Woah! there is a moving truck, someone is moving in. It has been a while since any one moved in here. I thought it was going to be left forever, if it did, I would have bought it. The house is in good shape mostly because the realtor in charge makes sure everything is up to standard, there have even been a few open houses but nothing really stuck.

I wonder who moved in. I look around the stuffs looking for clue, I laid my eyes on one of the most beautiful motorcycles I had seen, well after mine that is, gracing the huge driveway. It is a Ducati Diavel 1260 S beside it is a Triumph Scrambler 1200 XE.

'Nice. They've got taste'

Whoever moved in is already in good grace with me just for having that ride. I look around and see someone that looks like he owns the place but he can't possibly be the one, right?