Bree gives me a little wink. Then her picture disappears. I leave her information on Skype, so that Ican call her again tomorrow. Even if Isaak were to check up on me, all he’ll see is that I’ve called mysister, just like I said I would.
When I walk out of the study, Edith peels herself off the wall of the corridor, hands clasped in front ofher. She must’ve been waiting for me.
I jump and nearly scream. “For God’s sake! How long have you been standing there?”
“Fifteen minutes, madam. Master Isaak instructed me that I was told not to disturb you while you wereon your call.”
“Right. Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell; you just scared me. Thanks for waiting, but next time, just…knock or something.”
I take a moment to eye her. She’s a petite little blond thing, with warm gray e
