Maidservant
“Did you truly think you could sneak into my home?” Lord Chester Wallace asked me. “A little, yeah.” “How quaint,” he said, “then are you prepared for what comes next?” “What,” I asked, “you gonna call the cops and let them see all that weird shit you’ve got here? Besides, you make one wrong move I’ll shoot a hole through your fucking face.” “Oh please,” he chuckled, “You aren’t going to shoot me.” “That so? Tell you what. Let Molly go, and we’ll see what happens.” “You already know I...