youMy teeth grit, but I squeeze out the words. “Mrs Haswell.”
Mrs He sniffs again. Jots another note. “Very well, Mrs Haswell, I gather you come from… working stock… So, returning to my original question, how did you and Richard Haswell meet for the first time?”
MrsHe found me naked in his shower, seduced me, tied me to his showerhead, then made me beg him to f**k me ‘til I screamed…
“We met… at my place of work.”
“That was where? And under what circumstances?”
“I was his employee.”
Pensby’s brows arch. “His employee? So, Richard Haswell was paying you? You were answerable to him for your job? For your income and your living?”
employee?“I suppose.”
“And if he’d asked anything of you, as a good employee, you would have done as he asked?”
“Anything within reason, of course, but he
