Chapter Eleven
“Do you think he will be a problem?” Livia asked.
“Perhaps,” Grigori shrugged. “Perhaps not. He did leave this morning as he said he would. He cannot come back here unless I invite him to do so, and I will not do that.”
“You know best,” Livia conceded. “But I am still quite upset with what he did to my little Cicely.”
“The doctor examined her,” Grigori said. “The injuries were not deep, or serious. She will heal completely, however slow and painful it might be. In the meantime, we must make arrangements to have our merchandise in suitable shape for the auction.”
“How many buyers do you think will be arriving?”
“All of them, I hope,” Grigori smiled. “It makes for much livelier bidding. And do not worry. I told our client that the auction would be next week, but I do not
