CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
LOUISA ENDLESS
The bluebird arrived with a note in Bradley’s handwriting. Rescued Emma, love B. That was it, no more info. But Bradley had never been one for words, so I wasn’t surprised. I tucked the note into my pocket, then returned to my quest for research on bargains.
Ben popped his head around the corner of one of the bookshelves. “Are they alright?”
“Bradley hasn’t been killed yet by either of them, so they must be,” I said, with a small smile. “Emma’s away from Oberon anyway.”
He smiled. “That’s great! She’s okay then?”
“As far as I know, communication has never been Bradley’s strong suit. If there were something really wrong, he would have let me know one way or another.”
“That’s fantastic!” he pulled me in for a hug.
He’d recovered nicely since
