Nanny Bil-aries
I was inside now, but I was exposed.
“I understand the terms of employment, Basil,” I said, putting a subtle, professional distance back in my tone. I reached up and smoothed his sweat-dampened hair back from his brow, a gesture of faux tenderness. “But a contract is a two-way street. You said Tifania needs watching. What exactly is she saying, and what exactly does it have to do with Elena Cavendish de Rivas’s sudden vacation?”
Then he rolled off me with sudden, startling efficiency to grasp his discarded shirt and tie. He was no longer even trying to mask the transaction in the slightest way.
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