CHAPTER 34
It was a quiet morning in the kennels, with no hunting or hound walking today. The break in routine felt strange to George.
Angharad had been a welcome presence at breakfast, calm and well-rested. Couldn’t fool her about my sleeping, though. I’ve forgotten what it feels like to sleep through a night. Maybe I can rest tonight, after it’s all over.
Ives knocked on his office door. George tried to read his face, now that they had a few minutes. Ives noticed the scrutiny and spoke up stoutly, “You’re not thinking we believed any of that garbage they’re trying to sell in the hall?”
George said, some of the tension easing, “I hoped not, but you weren’t there for Iolo’s death and would have every reason to be suspicious.”
“I know you well enough to know an evil lie when I hear it.
