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knew you couldn't be trusted!" Helga began to rant as
backed away. "As soon as you walked into this house and I first laid
eyes on you, I knew you were up to something!"
"N-no, y-you've made a
mistake!" Sara's hands began to shake as her eyes quickly darted from
Helga into the library and at Mr.
Preston. "I wasn't
spying! I swear!"
lying!" Helga inched closer to her and began to point her
finger. "How dare you come into this house under false
pretenses and spy on Mr. Preston? Who? Who sent you? I
bet it was that Mr.
Callison, wasn't it?"
"Helga, that will be enough!"
Thornton's voice boomed as he quickly walked towards them. "Leave
Sara to me."
Sara's eyes grew wide with
fear. She'd been caught! She hadn't been careful enough! Now,
Mr. Preston was going to fire her. Without her position as his assistant,
she'd be of no use to Charles Callison. She wouldn't have a job and she
wouldn't have any money coming in to help her and Dane out of their financial
mess. She knew Dane couldn't afford to support them and go to
school. He'd have to drop out or they'd wind up homeless on the
street. Everything had gone so wrong and it was all her
"Exactly what were
you doing listening at this door?" he asked as he kept his cold stared
fixed on her.
listening! Honest!" She looked again at Helga and swallowed
hard. "I-I was just bringing down some dictation I'd finished
transcribing in your office upstairs." It wasn't a lie. That was
what she was doing when she came upon their conversation. "I-I was
just getting ready to knock when..."
"She's lying!" Helga
broke in. "I told you she was up to no good!"
Thornton threw up his hand to
silence Helga, but quickly felt the color drain from his face. As his
vision began to blur, he squinted slightly to regain his focus. He was
having another spell. They'd been coming more and more frequently during
the past few weeks. He'd fought to keep them from both Helga and Sara and,
so far, he'd been successful. Why did one have to happen now?
Silently, he turned and walked back into the library and sat down behind his
He took a deep breath and
slowly felt himself returning to normal. His mind now focused on the
matter at hand, he clearly realized what Sara had been up to. She had, in
fact, been spying. It was what he'd suspected all along. Sara was
really trying to get information for Charles Callison about why he wanted out of
his contract. However, he now had much more pressing matters to deal with
"Sara," he finally
spoke as he looked at her intently. "Go home."
Her voice began to crack as she tried to fight back her tears.
"I said 'go
home'." He paused to take another deep breath. "I didn't
say anything about not coming back. You need to make sure that you're more
careful in the future. I have delicate business dealings that don't
concern you or your work. Try to remember that. Now, you're
free to go for the rest of the day. However, I expect you back here
tomorrow. I have lots of work for you to do."
fired?" Her eyes grew wide with shock and she quickly looked from Mr.
Preston to Helga and then back again.
"Oh, Mr. Preston, you can't
be serious!" Helga's face nearly fell in astonishment. "We
caught her spying red-handed! You have to fire her!"
"I am not
accustomed to you or anyone else telling me what I have to
do!" He glared at Helga and she quickly backed down.
"I-I'll be here tomorrow,
Mr. Preston," Sara said as she quickly gathered up her purse and
jacket. "Right on time! Just like I always am. T-thank
you, Mr. Preston!"
As Sara rushed out of the
house, Helga eyed Thornton closely and quickly noticed the state he was
in. "Have you been taking your medication?" she asked with a
determine glare. "You know you're supposed to be taking it!
What would your doctor say?"
"No, I haven't been
taking it," he confessed as he slumped back into his chair and began to rub
"Are you a fool?
You know what the doctors said! I leave you to your own devices and you
see what happens! You stop taking your medication and you let that...that girl
snoop into your private affairs and you do nothing!"
"I told you that was none
of your concern!" He slammed his fist down onto the desk. As he
felt his heart begin to race he reached for the bottle of pills he kept in his
top desk drawer. "Helga, I need you to make a phone call for
"Yes, sir," she
replied as she rushed to pour him glass of water so he could chase his
"I need you to call
Douglas Davis." He paused to take a labored breath. "Tell
him I need to see him at once!"