Chapter 14:
Helena remained at the table. She’d been brought up better than Doyle, that was for sure. In time, the customers surrounding her went back to their meals. Helena sat a while longer looking out over the gaslights covering the city. It was a lovely sight, even if Doyle had to try to ruin it.
Her mind drifted back to a time she, Lane, and Sigmund crossed the San Francisco Bay at night, the lights of the city and the fog made everything magical. That was also the night Doyle needed to rush in and save them from the mob. Leave it to Doyle to ruin her pleasant memory of Sigmund and Lane. For a moment she worried about her long-time friend and servant, Sigmund. It had only been a few weeks, but she missed her home and everything about her city, but especially her heart ached for Sig
