Chapter Fourteen
Lindsey was in her room an hour later, furiously belting notes into her laptop and keeping an eye on the battery charge. There was a light rap at her door. Carmel’s face appeared. “Sorry to disturb you, ma’am. But I’m to tell you that the au pair girl is to be beaten. It be this morning ma’am. An hour from now.”
“Shayla? Beaten?” Lindsey questioned her, dumbfounded. “But why?”
“Don’t know that,” Carmel replied. “But she be beaten. At ten, ma’am. The staff been summoned. It be on the lawn, out front. At ten, ma’am. You required to attend.”
“I have to attend?”
“Yes ma’am. Sorry, ma’am. It be required, you see. Everyone must attend. To bear witness.”
“Oh lord. Okay,” Lindsey conceded, checking her watch. “At ten.” A public beating, she thought. What could the poor girl
