The DemandWhen I returned to the carriage, Michaels now sat with Honor.
I could have stopped at Spadros Castle on the way. I probably should have: we had to pass it to get to Spadros Manor. But I realized that this was these men’s day off, and I’d wasted enough of it with my trials. Besides, I had to gather the courage to do what I must do, to decide the best way to do it. I didn’t want to make the same mistake as I’d done with Etta Tippen.
And there was another matter.
Tony would wonder why I hadn’t come home for tea as I told him I would. He’d have sent men out to find me, and have heard back by now from his men shadowing us that I’d gone to Jonathan’s home. Knowing that this was the first time I’d been there since the funeral, he’d be wondering why I went there now.
If I went to Mol
