Fear lived here.
Not order.
Fear.
“You will not speak to her that way,” Harrison said.
Mrs. Whitcomb blinked.
“Sir?”
“You heard me.”
Her face tightened.
“Mr. Blackwell, with respect, if you allow this kind of behavior, the whole staff will lose discipline. There are rules. Without rules, a house this size falls apart.”
Harrison stepped fully into the kitchen.continue reading …
