Chapter Fourteen
Exposure
Waiting.
Edith did not seem interested in the maid standing in the corner where she had positioned him with a pointed finger after he had served the coffee but sat and watched the news on the television and relaxed after kicking off her shoes. Enviously, Simon looked at the discarded shoes and wished that he could do the same. Even though he had only put them on three hours before, the new shoes pinched and cramped his feet and he occasionally had to shuffle to keep the agony at bay.
Had Edith deliberately bought a size too small just to torture him?
She slipped on her shoes and disappeared upstairs, but Simon dared not move. Perhaps she would slip of her heels and check that he was still where she had put him! He heard a door open upstairs, the click of her
