es were different-a new file, recorded at a later date. It w

s the scraps. I want her to feel it. I want her to kn

iss Olivia," R

ough. They wanted a war of attrition. They wan

a public slight demanded a public retaliation. It wasn'

returned the recorder to its drawer. She now had two sepa

staircase. She was dressed simply, her hair

he table had been cleared. T

ing a silver tray. He approached Nora wi

king beneath his polite tone. "The ch

. It held a few pieces of cold, gristly steak fat and a pile of wilted, brown-

d up. Standing on the landing

lentino haute couture gown, a vibrant red that hugged her

with a smirk. She wanted to see the te

d up the heavy porcelain

xpecting her to throw it at

e. She climbed the steps, one b

d. She took a step bac

She looked at Olivia's dress, then

said softly. "It deserves

ved. She flipped the plate forward

wilted lettuce fell in a wet slap directly o

nsive silk, leaving a dark, oily stain. A p

there was ab

, his hand flyi

er face went from shock to disbelief, and

piercing sound that echoed through t

only smearing the grease

rought the h

dark. Catherine rushed in from the liv

tairs, covered in food, sobbing hysterically. Nora, standing

, grabbing her arms. "Oliv

n Nora. "Eleanora! What

xpression blank. "It was