"What do you want, you stupid traitor!" Emma yelled."Who is it?" It's that traitor bitch Bree, sir." I got up and stepped out, my manly body naked an... with a bit of a pot-belly. Bree was a mess. Her cold rain-soaked body was shivering, and I could tell that hypothermia was setting in. Her skimpy cheer car wash outfit was torn, and her bare feet were muddy and had traces of blood. There were scratch marks on her arms and legs. "What do you want, bitch? I thought you wanted to be free? Well,. I am thorough, figuratively leaving no stone unturned. Rarely is a major finding revealed. Two days ago, however, resulted in a change. There are housekeeping rooms on each floor, where linens and related items are stored for the housekeepers to restock their carts. Often, the staff are busy and not found in the housekeeping rooms. Occasionally, though, we do find each other in the room at the same time.The moment in question, interestingly-enough, was a late evening shift. As I patrolled, I. So she was also free in noon times most of & used to come at our place for chats & gossips, even sometimes i used to go at their place to talk & to pass my loneliness. We used to talk all kind of stuff , from routine, family topics, society happenings, & much more.Once in the time of winters, our husbands were out of town & we decided to do a small party kind of thing, to destress ourselves & to take some time off from our routine. We decided to meet up at 7pm after completing our chores. We. I eventually just thought that being Adela was the life that youwanted."Candice wiped her nose with a silk handkerchief from her purse. "Isincerely thought that being beneath everyone in a maid's job, one ofthe most antiquated, menial jobs, would give you some perspective, someinsight, that could help you get back to and do better at the top."I sipped my coffee and nibbled on my ?clair. She looked at my coffeewith envy. The ?clair too. I looked back at her blankly, silentlyencouraging her to.