Chapter 49- Robinson's Pack

The words of an article she read the week before about the men in power in the kingdom came back to her. The captivated writer had argued that the new Robinson's Alpha was complex, referring to glimpses of the primitive heathen behind the elegant façade.

Heathen? Sophie, she told herself, this isn't going to help.

The automobile abruptly exited the tiny road they had been travelling on for several miles and passed through large gates that sprang open as they approached. The discomfort in her gut gave her an extra-hard kick as the gates closed behind the automobile that had followed them since they'd left Savannah.

The driveway, illuminated at ground level by rows of lights, seemed to go on for miles. Sophie didn’t mind; she was in no hurry to arrive!

Robinson’s Pack

This is it, Sophie, this is not just a vision, this is reality. She thought to herself.

Finally they stopped, the uniformed driver pulling up in front of a building with a Georgian façade. This was a private house, no