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Panic sent his heart shooting to his throat

He looked at the eentleure who hid in the shadoatching his home

Damnation!

Lucius’ gaze shot to the table The scientific artefacts rear had snatched the journal from the oak bookstand

“Daed his hand down his face while he contemplated his nextsuch an annoying distraction?”

The lady blinked “Evidently, you have no control over your te rude to the point of—”

“Good day, Miss Atwood”

Lucius had wasted enough ti her shocked expression, he took to his feet and raced fro, he gripped the polished bannister and practically flen the two flights of stairs

“Mr Daventry! Wait!” His nemesis’ frustrated voice trailed behind “What on earth—”

“Go ho the tiled hallway and shoved more than one man in the back in his bid to reach Gilbert Street

As one would expect at eleven o’clock on a Monday —on a street so close to the museum—scholars laden with books and letter cases and portable writing slopes crowded the paveer to reach the building of wonders located on Great Russell Street

“Hellfire!” Lucius cursed almost to hist a sea of black top hats

“Mr Daventry?” Miss Atwood caasped a breath An action that drew his gaze to her heaving bosom

Saints preserve him!

He ed someone to deserve this fate