The Girl Who Spoke With Her Hands — The Secret of Ashcroft House
Vivian stood abruptly.
“I was protecting my family!
You’re all turning this into something monstrous.”
Desmond’s voice was steady.
“You have counsel.
You’ll have every chance to answer questions through the proper process.
I’m not asking you to confess in front of my wife.”
It was the sort of sentence the Desmond I first met could not have spoken.