"Your husband isn't coming home yet, Mrs. Druft. He's crazy about Maddy Johnson. Don't expect him to choose you over that woman."
She flinched hard from staring at the parking area of the house when a hard bitter voice suddenly spoke from her back. She slowly turned around to see a man who has not been shaven for probably months now with a gun carelessly planted on the side of his dirty black jeans.
"Who are you?" She stepped back warily and looked at the door to the living room hoping for someone to be in sight.
The man just laughed noticing her fear. "Henry Sean. Your knight's loyal man," he introduced himself. "Go inside and sleep. Dameon won't be back until dawn."
He nodded at her and then walked past her towards the adjacent room in the main house.
"W-Wait Henry. Is she okay? I
