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I have co to you My coach is at your service

Greystone

Sitting at her desk in her office at Dodger’s, Frannie set down the neatly written old pocket watch that had arrived with it She was not familiar with the coat of arnized It had been nestled against her pal the wedding breakfast

What could he possibly have that belonged to her? Why didn’t he bring it here instead of insinuating with his unwritten words that she should go there? She knew that hat he wanted, kneas thebehind the inclusion of his watch That she was to return it to hiain what he possessed

A trade

She closed her fingers around it and iined she could feel the war nestled in his pocket She kneas unlikely It had been a while since it had been in his possession

Why nohen she was finally beginning to dreaaer consider the pleasures she’d experience if she were to slip into his residence--into his bed--atabout hiet, wanted to see hi

This ti his ducal crest Even if someone did see, what did it matter? For a child of the streets, chaperones, etiquette, and proper behavior were as foreign as an abundance of coins

She looked up at the wide-eyed young ht her the er’s for only a few short months Another child of the streets taken in by Jack, who often provided e lads Only for Thoentleh the front door"

"Yes, m’am"

"Does anyone else know about this?"