Sara’s POV

“Don’t you dare!”

I probably have never heard Grey sound so angry. That must have been what stilled me for a moment.

Doris tilted her head in, still blocking the threshold. “It’s the lady with a terrible wig,” she said, her tone dripping with mockery. It was a dry joke. I was not even wearing the wig.

I shoved the door and she stumbled as I forced myself in. Good thing she had sharp reflexes.

Grey stood inside, watching the show amusingly, despite the tension, ...