"Madame," Angelique said, grabbing her employer's attention. By now, there was almost nothing left of Angela Wellington. Angela's thoughts were now more like Angelique's thoughts than her own.
Rachel turned to her. "What have I told you about interrupting me?" She asked.
Angelique cringed, a bit timidly, where Angela would have fought back. "It is important, Madame. I found this stranger in the house."
Rachel paused and turned. It was the Wellington's maid. She knew nothing about the woman. She had only researched the Wellington's themselves. But she couldn't let the woman interfere with her plans.
"What is going on around here?" Margaret demanded. "What have you done to Mrs. Wellington?"
Rachel made a noise. "Angelique, do you know what she is talking about?" She said, acting as if she didn't.
"No, Madame," the woman said.
"But you're Mrs. Wellington," Margaret insisted. "This is your house..."
