"I'm sorry for making you do this…"
Inside the huge manor, Chess, and the maid he was with, were quietly walking around the corners, cleverly avoiding any servants at work. It was a good thing that she saw Sylvester's computer break down, meaning the cameras would be temporarily down.
It was the perfect chance for them to escape.
"No need to say sorry… this is my choice." She answered back, her voice almost a whisper.
Chess closely followed behind her as he examined the maid from behind.
She was petite. Even against Chess, who's height is just average, she was just a little bit over his shoulder. She looked young and new, but her movements, her posture, the position of her hands and her feet, movement of her eyes, everything says the otherwise.
