Julian's POV
"Julian," Catherine whispered against my chest, her voice pulling me back to the present. "I'm confused. What do you mean by 'you took care of her'? If Richard finds her... if he starts asking questions about who was in the house while he was gone..."
I felt a slight pang of guilt. I'd been so busy with the whole Richard mess that I hadn't realized I'd left her in the dark.
"Lucy isn't here with us anymore," I said quietly. "I managed to get one of the junior staff to get her out of the house the moment I heard Richard's car pull into the driveway."
Catherine pulled back abruptly, her eyes wide with shock. "What? You got her out? Why didn't you tell me?"
"My head has been filled with so much," I said, rubbing the back of my neck, feeling the genuine exhaustion weighing on my bones. "It completely skipped my mind. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to keep you out of the loop. I'm sorry."
