In the living room, she found a black door to left of the fireplace.

He was sitting on the other side of the fireplace.

I would have been less than human if my eyes had not gone straight to the wall at the left of the fireplace.

Then he looked across to the corner of the fireplace.

"The lower section just to the right of the fireplace."

It took him a few minutes to figure out how to close the back wall of the fireplace for access to the safe.

Beside them, and to the right of the fireplace, was another door.

She walked somehow to the other side of the fireplace and sat down.

She was alone, seated on one side of the fireplace.

The bottom of the fireplace dropped forward; the back came down.