Chapter Fifteen
“How are you doing, today?” Christopher asked Freddie after a brief knock on his door.
Freddie had fought with Christopher for a good quarter of an hour after they’d arrived from the hospital. Christopher had told his former batman he should stay in one of the guest rooms. It had been all Christopher could do not to smile when he “gave in” to allowing Freddie to displace the butler in the basement instead.
Freddie didn’t need to know that he’d worked it out with the butler in advance, and the man had already moved up to the servant’s quarters at the top of the house until Freddie’s leg was healed. Christopher had known Freddie would never agree to such an arrangement if he’d been put in the butler’s room directly, and the fellow had been brilliant at pretending reluctanc
