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Garrett fell into step beside hiood thing it was lare toward his second "Why?"

Garrett arched a brow "You smell like lemon verbena If you want some advice, I’d wash before you see anyone else Unless I assu; unless you don’t want to keep this quiet"

His jaw clenched "I’ll take your advice then But breathe a word of this and you’ll be back in the infirmary"

Garrett’s mouth curled in a slow smile "It’s about bloody time you had a woman" A hint of his old hue off you, maybe you’ll let up on the rest of us"

"I wouldn’t presuhted his prey as she stepped out of the jewelry shop, clutching a package in her undy skirts around her ankles as she darted into the strealanced up, saw the woman’s eyes, and then jerked her child out of the way

She was alone Perfect

"Thanks," heboy he paid to watch Mrs Carver’s house Shoving away froainst, he cut directly into the onconored the blaring horn and curse as a pneumatic rickshaw tried to veer aside The wolanced over her shoulder just as he reached the curb and Lynch ducked behind a tall gentleman in a top hat

He stalked her for several streets, keeping an eye out for her husband Mrs Carver eable Her husband however was anotherhis hands on Mrs Carver since her transforo

It didn’t helpon the newly ainst Barrons another But she’d been in the tower the day the Duke of Lannister was murdered and the bomb went off, as had her husband Of the two of them, he knehich one was more likely to talk to him about the identity of Mercury

A stea wolf sigil of the new aered beside it, his hands cupped around a cheroot as he lit it Towering over the crowd, his blond hair brushing the collar of his great coat, he bore faint traces of his Nordic ancestry As he slowly shook out the flary, cold look One of the newly released verwulfen, no doubt Trying to fit back into society and failing badly

Lynch surged forward If Mrs Carver reached the coach, he’d not get his chance And tih curious onlookers, he grabbed her by the upper ar into the soft velvet of her coat The htened and he bent low before she could react

"Walk with aze met the coachman’s over the top of her head and the man stiffened "I mean you no harm"

Lena Carver shot hi around her eyes catching the sunlight The slightly flirtatious glance was entirely at odds with the tension running through her slight frame "You wouldn’t want to, Sir Jasper Max is recently co "

"Smile at him then Before I’m forced to cut short his newly freed circuraced the burly coachman with a s her hand over Lynch’s, she made as if they were any other couple, out for a stroll

The bodyguard’s shoulders relaxed but his eyes never left them Lynch turned her down a side street, toward a park

"My husband will not approve of this," she said "He’s…protective"

"He’s verwulfen," Lynch replied, which o as they reached the park Leaning back against the iron rails of the park fence, he stared at her "I have questions for you"

Those pretty brown eyes with their newly htly "Questions? I’nored her "Questions about the package in your hands perhaps? No doubt if I look I’ll find a half dozen ruby rings filled with hemlock"

The smile slid off her face as if it had never been "I don’t knohat you’re talking about"

"And I don’t care if you are carrying poison rings" In a way, he approved Mrs Carver had once been a debutante, and as such, prey to the blue bloods that prowled the Echelon Gossip had it that certain ht it old-fashioned to take a debutante as their thralls, when they could take their blood by force Only rumor of course and Lynch hadn’t had tis on every debutante’s finger was so to turn a blind eye to

"Firstly, I want to know if there are any verwulfen woistry I know My men checked"

Mrs Carver’s anxiety faded a little, as he had intended "Only myself The rest returned to Scandinavia once the treaty was signed"

Then where had Mercury’s verwulfen co her lashes

"A o the Duke of Lannister was stabbed, shot, and partially decapitated in the Ivory Tower," he stated, watching her reaction Her sudden pallor took all the warmth from her pretty features "I don’t care who stabbed him or tried to tear his head off--andthe scent trail left in the room--what I’m interested in is the wo about it," she said quickly

"I could make it my business to discover who decapitated the duke," he replied Mrs Carver, he suspected, would run straight hoainst her But if the threat were against her husband… It was all siht pressure points

Of course, he could never follow through with the threat Mrs Carver had once been Barrons’s ward and he’d sworn an oath to the man that he wouldn’t reveal who’d been in the room that day

She didn’t need to know that however

Mrs Carver’s lips thinned "Why do you want to know?"

Relaxing slightly, he offered her his arentlemen strolled their way Mrs Carver took it, the unnatural heat of her skin per the path, skirting a pair of squirrels chattering at each other near a park bench "The explosion during the treaty signing was an attack by a group called humanists" The lack of surprise on her face made his mind race, but he didn’t think she was involved Will Carver wouldn’t have allowed that Still… Thought for later "They are led by a woman who calls herself Mercury She is always masked and her identity is unknown I need to find her"