Silas walked around the desk and began to roll some of the maps before stacking them together at the very corner of the crowded table.
"My concern is that it is way past the end of Ada's shift, and she still sat with you until no less than a minute ago," he marked a pause, during which he glared at her where she stood, "Our daytime staff may be servants, but they are not slaves. Those two terms are not interchangeable,"
Arabella's heart rate picked up in speed, becoming more and more erratic as the vampire went on about Ada.
With every word uttered, her features twisted further to display an expression of horror like no other Silas had ever seen on her.
