Chapter 5

After that, she crouched down against the wall, buried her head in her knees, and seemed to be crying.

I set my phone down and slumped back in my chair, feeling completely drained.

Ryan was such a bastard.

When I got home that evening, Helen told me she wanted to quit.

"Ms. Foster, I don't think I'm cut out for this job. I'm sure you can find someone better for it. I can't do this anymore," she said, her head down, unable to meet my eyes.

I softened my voice and said, "Ms. Chambers, sure, I could find another housekeeper…