I shook my head slowly. It wasn't worth getting into trouble for leaving. I owed a lot to my employer for taking me in and feeding me and letting me work. "I can't leave like that. It is hard to explain. But I just can't, not yet." I looked to the thief. "I have a lot I need to do before leaving here." I heard the front door open and I grabbed the thief and pushed him in the closet and threw a cover on him and went to the front. "Welcome, how may I help you today?" I asked cheery. I saw it was my employer. "You can get me another glass and more brandy. I want to see you in my study once you do. Close the store, I am not in the mood to deal with anyone else today." I felt my heart rate pick up and I went on to do as he asked. I walked to the back and felt the eyes of my employer follow me. Something was really wrong. I heard him follow in behind me and walked really close to me as I worked to get his drink. "Now to my office," he said. His breath reeking of alcohol and blood.