Annie
I was in the kitchen helping Helen peel potatoes when the phone chirped in my pocket. I wiped my hands off before I pulled it out and opened the message from my employer.
I need you in the office.
I frowned down at the phone. I thought that was kind of odd, since I knew he was in the office with his mother and his business partner. I put down the peeler and hurried down the hall to the office door. I found Kam hunched over oddly in his wheelchair, his hands gripped so tightly around the arm-rests that his knuckles were stark white. He had his eyes screwed tight closed.
“Mr. Greene?” I kept forgetting to call him by his real name.
He gasped for breath as if he had been holding it for a long time. “Annie, get... get me out of here.”
I wasted no time, flicking his contr
