Chapter Nine
Free of the airport and the demeaning declaration at customs of following the occupation of “Manservant”; this printed upon the visa necessitated by his stay being longer than three-months; he was sat, equally demeaningly, in the front seat of a limousine next to an unsmiling driver as his temporary – and even more detested than formerly – employer sat at her imperious and bow-legged ease behind smoked glass in the back.
The previous month had been one of the longest and most difficult of Charles Fraser’s forty-something years and it did cross his mind that he might not be able to endure four months of the kind of service Rin Hasekura demanded from him for the pot of gold on offer.
Right from the moment he had transferred his belongings from the home that had once been his
