She pulled the blanket up. I left the room and pulled the door behind me.
I was in my car twenty minutes later heading across the city.
Camilla had told me the caregiver I'd employed was going through her things. Taking photographs. She'd been frightened when she said it and I'd believed her immediately, and now, sitting alone in the back of the car with the city going past, I was thinking about it more carefully.
The agency had been referred by the private medical firm I used for everything, the very same firm that handled my household staff and my family's medical care, people I'd trusted for years without incident. The idea that they'd placed someone compromised seemed unlikely.
But Camilla was frightened and I needed to know.
The building was one of the better ones on the east si
