The hand tightened on Fitch's arm, drawing him closer. "Since
Nike heels you were rushing to the brewer, down on the lower level, and then right back to the kitchen, on the first floor, you must be a hardworking young man. I would have no reason to recall seeing you up here on the third floor." He released Fitch's arm. "I suppose I recall seeing you downstairs, rushing back to the kitchen from the brewer? Without wandering off anywhere along the way?"
Fitch's concern for Beata turned to a
Jordan heels focused hope to keep himself from being thrown out of the house, or worse.