I’m starting to learn that nothing around this mansion makes any sense. However, I’m not freaked out or panicked by that conclusion.
In a few minutes, I’ll have my answers.
“What can I get you to drink?” Herbert pats the back of one of the chairs, motioning for me to sit.
My instincts insist I refuse. I should wait until I see Herbert and The Restorer aren’t a threat.
Then again, one sip couldn’t hurt, right?
“Water, please.” I lower myself into the seat, hands resting in my lap. “But I can get it myself after I sit with The Restorer. There’s really no need?—”
“I’ll be right back,” he cuts in.
My gaze shifts as the side door swings shut behind him. His footsteps fade until it’s just me here, in the silent room.
“Okay, then.” I face the table again and start mentally compiling a list of questions for my new boss.
What is this commission we’re working on?
What were you taking pictures of me for?
Why me?
A dozen more start lining up. The soft swish of a door interrupts them.
“Here you are.” Herbert sets the tall glass on a coaster he’s brought with him.
Instead of leaving to get The Restorer, he lingers, watching me.
My hands wring together with unease. Thumbs worry each other as seconds stretch.
Is he making sure I drink it?
He’d only do that if the water were spiked.
But why would he do that? There’s no reason for him, or The Restorer, to drug me.
I’m here of my own free will. I consented to the ambiguous terms and to moving into a mansion temporarily with a stranger.
The creeping worry fades when Herbert turns and walks out without another word.
“Get a grip, Elowyn,” I mutter under my breath.
The harmless water glass sits untouched before me. Suddenly, embarrassment washes over me for assuming the worst.
The Restorer and this place might unnerve me, but I can’t imagine he’s a rapist.
If he were, he could’ve just sent someone to kidnap me. A man with his means, he wouldn’t have bothered with an invitation I might or might not have accepted.
With that settled, I’m much more at ease as I pick up the glass and take the first sip.
The only one I’m having.
Except…
When the cool water trickles down my throat, I groan softly. I hadn’t realized how thirsty I was until I started drinking.
It’s so good, I can’t bring myself to stop.
