Cameron was still reeling from these portkeys Hattie told him to find. He finally did and merely scoffed at the tattered shoe he saw. He was really supposed to pick up THAT and use it?
It wasn't till he did and landed on his backside in front of a large gate that led down the driveway to a ranch house did he realize that Hattie hadn't been yanking his leg. This time.
Getting up, he dusted himself off and pushed open the gate and trekked up the driveway, noting how big the house was. This was where she lived? Must be damned nice.
He took the steps two at a time and tapped on the door twice before poking his head inside.