He had to assume the kitchen wasn't too far off. But then again, he had never dined in a mansion like this before, so who the hell knew how the house had been laid out. Owen was thinking it might be beneficial to look for other supplies, maybe even a weapon or two, but like Cecilia, he wasn't sure it would be smart to delay in getting the hell out of dodge.
Owen moved away from the dining room toward what looked like the foyer. Then he slowed his steps and glanced at Cecilia. "Do you think this is a bit too easy? That no one's been around to talk to us, or explain what the hell we're doing here?"