Grimm End: Chapter 1
The sun had already set when Molly Blair slipped down the servant stairs to the kitchen. It had been several hours since the evening meal and she found the kitchen clean and deserted. She checked again to make sure that she had the neatly folded old papers in her pocket. This is the last time, she thought to herself. After tonight, her debt is paid.
She glanced out through the dining room as she passed the swinging door that had been propped open for the night. The chandelier’s crystals refracted the last light of the evening, sending little dots of colored light here and there throughout the room. She hurried to the door leading outside. That door served as the servant’s entrance to the house as well as the door where delivery men would drop off sides of beef, cases of wine and packages of all shapes and sizes supplying the household with everything it needed. At that time of night, it was as forgotten as the kitchen. A moment later, she was out in the cool evening air and running across the yard to the trees.
