Agnes hurried up the stairs.
Within a minute, Eve was walking down, still in her outfit from the morning, and holding onto the railing. She walked to Patrick and gripped his hand.
“Hello,” she said to the officers.
“Hello, Miss Sherman…”
He cleared his throat. “It’s actually Mrs. Harrington.”
Both officers looked shocked.
“May we have a moment of your time?” one of them asked Eve.
“Of course.”
“Use my office, baby,” he said and bent and kissed her.
Chapter Seventeen
She nodded and moved into the office, followed by the officers. She turned when the door closed behind them.
“Why are you here?” she asked.
“Your father is complaining that you’ve been abducted and are being held against your will.”
She laughed. “Ahh.” She crossed her arms. “It’s not true, gentlemen.”
“If you indicate with a nod of your head, we’ll take that to mean you do not want to be here,” one of them murmured softly so only she could hear.
She smiled. “I do want to be here. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than with my husband. My father is delusional. He is the one who kept me with him long after I was an adult. He had me thinking something was wrong with me. I did everything for the man, even rubbed his feet when he told me to. He’s only upset that his slave has been taken from him.”
“He did seem like a rigid man,” one of the officers commented.
“Oh, he is. When you go back to him, please inform him I am a married woman, that I will never go back to him, and I never wish to see him ever again.”
One of the officers nodded and smiled. “We will be happy to do that for you.”
She walked to the door, opened it, and went directly to Patrick, who stood leaning against the railing.
“Everything okay?” he asked and wrapped an arm around her waist.
She nodded. “I think so,” she said and smiled.
He shook hands with the officers. “Thank you for checking on her.”
“Thank you for letting us talk to her without a fuss,” one of them said.
He closed the front door behind them and turned to Eve. He grinned at the smile on her face. “Happy, Mrs. Harrington?”
“Very, Mr. Harrington.”
He took a step toward her and growled. “That’s daddy to you, baby girl.”
She covered her mouth and giggled. She shrieked and raced up the steps when he came for her.
He grinned and took off after her. She made it to the bedroom a step before him. He slammed the door and dove for her. She tried to jerk away from him, but she was laughing too hard and collapsed on the mattress.
“Now I’ve got you.” Patrick dug his fingers into her sides.