Heather, who only now noticed that Kim’s arms were pinned behind the chair, continued to stare. “No, I mean why is the floor all wet?”
“Oh that,” Mandy said as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “Baby couldn’t hold it and wet herself.”
Kim was going berserk, miming outrage, clawing futilely at the bonds on his wrists and again doing his best to dispute Mandy’s version by shaking his head. He could hardly believe that Mandy could be such a goddam blatant liar. But he was as furious at himself as he was at the lying little vixen who had done this to him.