Five

When Mr King arrived, Keisha had missed the memo as usual, too busy trying to figure out how best to gain entrance to the person in question’s study as well as bedroom. Luckily, according to Grace, he had been too tired to really notice any of his staff, new or old and had retired early.

Grace had been in a hurry and obviously nervous, by the looks of it, and had not given her enough time to ask her any further details. That was last night, when she had woken up early.

Today, that was not the case. Keisha woke up with a start, having dreamt of Rodrigo cackling like a hyena and a grumpy old Mr King, confronting her about being a thief. She had been running endlessly, when she had finally woken up.

With her heart beating fast underneath her chest, she muttered something about dirty old men. With a gasp, she grabbed her phone off the table and blinked. It was four hours past the time she was supposed to have woken up. With lightning speed, she ran into the bathroom took a shower. She ma