Chapter 235. A Run

My breath caught in my throat as I met the maid’s gaze. Sh*t. Her eyes, wide and sharp, seemed to hold a world of questions. She quickly averted her gaze and busied herself with the tray of glasses in front of her, but I knew she had heard something. 

This was not good. If Josh found out that I was working with Mark and the others to take him down, there was no telling of what he would do to me. He was impulsive and had a record of unliving people. 

I really did not want to be next on his list. I did not want to make his body count five. 

A cold sweat prickled at the back of my neck. How much had she overheard? Did she understand what I was talking about? My heart raced as I contemplated what to do. I could not afford anyone, especially not one of Josh’s staff, knowing too much. 

I walked slowly toward her, my footsteps quiet on the hardwood floor, but she must have sensed my approach because she looked up again, this time with a mixture of fear