It was ten o'clock at night.
Owen Moreland drove home, turned off the engine, got out of the car, and pushed open the front door. Only one tube light was lit in the foyer, casting a dim light.
After changing his shoes, he walked into the living room, where only a single tube light in the farthest corner was on. The not-so-bright light scattered in the spacious living room, making it seem much darker than the foyer.
"Ha ha..."
From the direction of the guest room came the crisp laughter of two girls.
Dorothy Brown must have heard the car outside because she came out neatly dressed, "The master is back."
Owen asked, "Is the lady in the guest room?"
Dorothy replied, "Yes, the lady is talking in Ms. Harris's room."
Owen instructed, "Go tell the lady that it's time for bed."
Dorothy responded with a "Yes" and turned to go in the direction of the guest room.
The maid's room and all the guest rooms were on the first floor.
