CHANTELLE’S HOME
“How are you feeling?” Khloe asked Chantelle, handing her a mug of herbal tea. It had been a struggle to get Chantelle together and drive her home without alerting the book club ladies to anything wrong.
“Better, thank you.” Chantelle let out in a coarse tone as she sipped carefully. “How did you find me?”
“Janice had informed me that she needed to attend to a client of hers urgently, and she had been trying to reach you, but your phone was off and you were nowhere to be found. So she wanted me to pass the message on to you. I remember seeing you going to the back of the house with a maid, so I thought you probably needed to ease yourself. Not until I saw her hurrying away as if she had done something wrong. Then I found you on the ground. What did she do to you? I don’
