“The tall man?” Leo managed.
Inside, the air smelled of wet wool, old woodsmoke, and something else—something sweet and musky, like overripe pears. The hallway was long and dim, lined with mismatched wallpaper: roses here, stripes there, a patch of faded nautical anchors near the ceiling. A grandfather clock ticked in the silence, but its face had no hands.
At the end of the hall, a second door stood ajar. Beyond it, a common room.
No one looked up when Leo entered.
Room to let. Cheap. Inquire within.
“The tall man?” Leo managed.
Inside, the air smelled of wet wool, old woodsmoke, and something else—something sweet and musky, like overripe pears. The hallway was long and dim, lined with mismatched wallpaper: roses here, stripes there, a patch of faded nautical anchors near the ceiling. A grandfather clock ticked in the silence, but its face had no hands.
At the end of the hall, a second door stood ajar. Beyond it, a common room.
No one looked up when Leo entered.
Room to let. Cheap. Inquire within.
