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EMILY’S POV.
The next evening, after returning from work, I went straight to the maids’ quarters.
They all stopped what they were doing, and looked at me.
“Who among you did it?” I asked, and they looked puzzled.
“Emily, is something wrong?” Kaye asked me.
“Someone has been putting a drug into Lucas’ meals. The drug makes him unstable. A few of you saw what happened last night, didn’t you? He almost killed me. Me! Which one of you was doing it?” I asked, with my chest heaving heavily.
“It wasn’t me.” Kaye said.
“Me neither.” Another replied, and they all began to shake their heads.
“How many of you are in charge of cooking duty?” I asked, and about eight of them came out.
“Who did it? You should speak before I carry out my findings, and discover which one of you did it. Becau
