“Welcome home, Ma'am.” The maid at the door greeted me as I walked into the house.

I handed her the bag of groceries in my arm and she went to keep it while I headed upstairs.

“Ma'am?”

I turned. It was our butler.

“Yes?”

“Your husband said to tell you that he'll be home late. He's meeting an important client.”

“Thank you.” I nodded, putting the key into the lock and opening the door to our bedroom.

I shut the door and took off the scarf around my neck. There's a ...