Barbara's POV
As the maidservant opened the doors, I walked into the house. I was having a terrible headache and just wanted to go to bed. I had thought the drive to the house was going to be a short one, but it wasn't. The dumb driver that I just hired last week did not know how to avoid the city traffic. This is why I hate new recruits and those without experience. The last was a former race car driver who almost had me killed since he had a gambling debt, and I had him fired when those debtors came chasing after our car and shooting at us.
Now I just have to contend with this one, I don't want to fire him right away so that it doesn't look as if I was being picky. The agency might start to avoid my calls, as they did for two months when I was changing drivers, and I'm sure they
