Chapter 7
First on my list were the rooms where the thefts occurred. After checking the hallway, I slipped into the first room, the one Lady Burton had stayed in last week.
It didn't have a balcony, but two deep windows were open wide to air out the space. The bed was bare of linens. I would have to hurry. Someone was bound to make up the room soon. If I were caught, I had only one trick up my sleeve that Madame Violette had taught me. I would rather not use it so early.
According to Pinkerton, Meyer had made a thorough search for the jewels at the time of the loss. However, it wouldn't hurt to look again. I pushed aside the dust ruffle and ducked my head under the bed, sneezing at the dust. Mercy, had Meyer not hired replacements for the maids? If he had, the new ones left much to be d
