Chapter Ten
Arthur’s first five days at the Distinguished Domestic Training Facility were every bit the hell that he had thought they would be. They starved him for the first three days. After that his meals were so sparse that they could hardly be called meals. He was forced to stand on his toes for hours on end and when he faltered they caned him. The misery of the place was made worse by the fact that Frieda took him on as her special charge. She was determined to make sure that her idol, Emma, was satisfied with Arthur’s training.
On day six when his cell door banged open he was already in position. In fact he had been in position for an hour. He had learned the hard way that when the lights came on he had five minutes to use the toilet, make his bed, brush his teeth, shave his face
