"Elise, come here for a second. I wondered, have you already finished cleaning upstairs? Where are the others?" Elise took a glance at the kitchen window. We've seen a gray sky outside; it seems to be raining. She walked past near the counter and a step closer to Florence, tiptoeing in front of her.
"Yes, ma'am, the others, we're still changing the carpets and cleaning the place; the others are taking care of the dead body; they were almost done, ma'am." Florence, taking a few steps, came closer to her. Elise was hesitant to confront what happened—that guy almost wanted her rape and death.
Florence's mind floats somewhere, able to keep herself to double the security of the place. Spending millions of dollars on security, yet still they were being outsmarted by these people who were after Camille.