“I need you to start watching him for me.” I urged to Ginny. “Let me know of anything concerning…”
I knew that asking her to spy on Bodin was a dangerous game. But I need to know if he did it.
Or if someone did…
“Yes, Mum.” She nodded.
I noticed that she looked stunningly pale and wondered if I had scared the life out of her.
“Ginny?” Her name made her stop at the door and slowly turn.
“Don’t let Bodin know what you’re doing. He can be a very dangerous man.”
“Yes, I believe he can.” Ginny murmured as she exited.
Why would she think so?
***
“She suspects someone murdered her father.” Ginny was back at Demetrius House, pacing agitatedly before the new Lord Demetrius.
He shrugged nonchalantly. His boots propped up on the coffee table before him in the Parlor.
“You’re awful
