The Messenger
I took a deep breath, trying not to sound too shaky. “He may enter —”
Molly said, “Jacqui, no —”
I held up a hand. “He may enter, but he must come only with his carriage-men. Twenty of our men must guard him. And he and his men must come unarmed. Or else he can slither back to his racetrack and stay there.”
Honor blinked, mouth open. “Yes, mum.” He bowed and went out.
Molly said, “Why are you doing this?”
“I need to look him in the eye when I ask if he sent those men.”
Katie stared glumly at her plate.
I rose. “Blitz, Mrs. Molly and Miss Katherine already have a room upstairs. See that they have whatever they need.” I went to the candelabra, lit my candle, then started towards the hall. “Do you and Mary need anything?”
“We’ll sort it out, Mrs. Spadros,” Blitz said. “
