I was absolutely horrified. "What?"
"Or," Anthony added, "there's always a chainsaw. You got one?"
"No," I said. "And even if I did, I wouldn’t let you use it."
"Why not?" Anthony asked.
"Because I don't want the door destroyed. I just want it opened."
Steve gave me an annoyed look. "Now, you tell us?"
"I shouldn'thaveto tell you."
"That's whatyouthink," Steve said, looking distinctly disgruntled. "If you change your mind, let us know."
I wasn't going to change my mind, and I told them so in no uncertain terms. But I did make a mental note to ask Derek about it, assuming I was unlucky enough to see him in the near future.
As it turned out, Ididsee him, early the next morning after being summoned to his family's law firm for an emergency meeting. But what happened there was so shocking that I completely forgot to ask about the wine cellar – or anything else for that matter.
