At the close of work, she did not go straight home like she normally did. She waited for her boss to take her to the house. She felt awkward going into his car with him and knew what her colleagues would read into it but consoled herself with the thought that she feared no accusation since her conscience was clear.

He drove her to a part of the town that only the rich could afford to live.

It was like a totally different world. He drove into a curved well tended lane through a gate that was ...