"Wh-what?" The butler didn't know when he stuttered, the laptop almost slipping through his fingers.
Craig scratched his head, wondering why Maxwell Kensington, who had been babbling just a moment ago, suddenly went mum.
Even this proud butler, who had spoken so fluently and eloquently as he insulted him, was now stuttering.
"Why? You look and sound very bright. It's surprising you didn't grasp what I said the first time."
"Fine. I'll repeat myself, this Lois Fletcher you're looking for is Kelsie Sutton's mother, and she died twenty-seven years ago in a…"
He abruptly stopped talking and jumped in fear when the briefcase fell to the floor with a loud thud.
"Lois is dead?" Maxwell finally summoned the courage to ask, his stable voice cracking at the end.
Craig glared at the butler as he answered, "I don't remember the details of her accident, but I believe it was a trailer that lost control of its brakes. Her husband claimed her body after she died at Haven Medical Center."
