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Lucius studied the coachwoht Alcock because she worked for the Wycliffs, and so Lucius would know not to worry, would know help was at hand Indeed, soloo in wait She only wished she knehere

“My son thinks highly of you, Miss Atwood,” Julia Dunwoody said, narrowing her gaze as she focused on Alcock’s face “I trust you won’t disappoint”

“I have what you asked for if that is your ”

And once Mrs Dunwoody gave Sir Melrose the journal, he would discover that a witness could place hiive Lucius an opportunity to set a trap, to exact his revenge

All they had to do noas survive the next few minutes

Sybil was about to insist they settle their business quickly, when the sound of a mumbled conversation and the clip of booted footsteps echoed along the path

“Ah, right on cue” Julia paused to cough “Here coht would not be coe”

Villains?

Revenge?

Was this woman not behind the evil machinations?

But no, two

Sir Melrose Craid Sybil was more taken aback by the arrival of Mr Warner

“What the devil is going on?” Sir Melrose’s frantic gaze darted to Lucius, to Sybil, and then back to Julia Dunwoody

Mr Warner’s face turned ashen He looked like he ht cast up his accounts He clutched Sir Melrose’s arm with an intimacy that belied their positions “Good God You said ere coer at Lucius “Why the hell is he here?”

“Warner, you conceited arse” Lucius’ face was granite hard “Know that as soon as I’m free of my restraints, I’ll throttle the last breath from your deceitful body”