Margaret: Daniel, would you come downstairs?
Chloe: Who are you calling? You think the manager cares about a worthless servant?
Heavy, rapid footsteps echoed from the top of the grand curved staircase. Daniel Sterling, dressed in a sharp dark navy blue suit with a small American flag patch pinned to his lapel, came rushing down the marble steps. His eyes burned with concern as he scanned the foyer, but before he could reach the bottom, Chloe put on a dramatic, panicked expression and ran straight toward him.