Gemotions

The house had been a steal, the price ridiculously low. Eleanor had known there had to be a catch. The realtor had been completely clueless. Now, with the sun streaming into the hidden art studio she’d uncovered behind a false wall in the master bedroom, she knew what the secret was. It was a secret she now possessed. The room was filled with easels, paints, and canvases. The walls were covered with unfinished masterpieces. She recognized the artist's name. She felt a shiver of excitement.

She was the one who was meant to find it.