"Hide."
It was an emergency order that Moreau could barely face. she was still holding her breath, scrambling to find a decent hiding place.
The bathroom?
Nope.
Her mother hadn't even set foot in the room at all, other than first going to the kitchen. The only place Barbara would have been most likely to go would have been there. The woman would be doing her wet ritual after a long day at the office.
The balcony?
Moreau's mind suggested it, but she also rejected the place. What if Barbara unexpectedly stepped out for some more fresh air? Moreau didn't want to take a big risk on her decision moments ago.
She looked down. Finally finding the most likely place to escape while Abihirt was already greeting the woman who was being so chatty waiting for him.
"Why did you lock the door, Da
