Una
I march past Kier and throw him an impatient look, signalling he should follow. “Out Everyone! NOW!” I command over my shoulder and I hear the shuffling of many feet as I stride into the great room without looking back. I can sense Kier at my back.
In the kitchen Bruce is there with his usual friendly smile, unfazed by the commotion that has been going on. “Good morning! Your coffee ma’am” he reaches out to hand it to me and I am keen to take it.
Kier abruptly slaps his hand back “That is no longer necessary Bruce thank you” his tone is clipped. Bruce looks like he has been burned wide eyes staring at me. My own narrow in response to his reaction. The little smiling assassin!
“Do feel free to make me another that isn’t full of memory blocking s**t though Bruce. I am parched!” M
