Mystery

“Miss Ashley?” a maid's head popped through the doors.

“Yes"

“The hosts have asked you to join them for dinner this evening"

She frowned. "Really?”

“Yes, dinner would be ready in twenty minutes"

When she entered the dining room, she found Henry Allen sitting at the head of the table alone. Two maids and a servant dressed in black and white stood behind him, their heads bowed, she halted.

“Come on in, come sit with me" he invited her.

However it didn’t sound like an invitation to her, there was an underlying threat in his voice. “I am full...”

“You have not had anything to eat at all” he interjected.

“If you insist”

“I insist" he smiled. His smile was unnerving

She walked towards him, suddenly the distance between the door and the dining room felt like a mile away. She opted for a chair where she wouldn’t be face to face with him but he pointed out a chair where she was directly in front of him, she looked everywhere else but at him. She couldn’t figure out what was going on