The mistress was in her bath and the word around the household was that Vincent would not be a welcome guest.

'Don't worry my man, just a quick call and a message.'

Vincent felt like slapping the man into his senses, but he just signalled to Wolf and Lurcio to place the samian ware dinner-service on the side table. Yes even she might be moved by a dinner service dedicated to Clytemnestra, afterall when encountering that tough piece of meat with your knife, what better inspiration than an unfaithfull husband!

'Can she drop by the villa or the shop sometime?'