“Mistreatment of the servants within this residence is strictly prohibited.” A shiver ran down my spine at the chill in Massera’s voice....

Massera frowned as he looked down at Cynthia, who had fainted again. “What an annoying woman.” Rising from his seat, he tossed a blanket...

Massera stepped in front of Cynthia and loaded his pistol. “Follow Dahlia out.” Dahlia was already leaving the banquet hall, holding...