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“You really are going to the manor then, my lord?”

“I am” It was time to put the past behind him Time to face his demons

“But I assued your mind” T

wo deep furrows appeared between Mrs Hibbet’s brows “Rose has already left”

“Left?” Fear trickled like ice-cold water through his veins God dao alone “Did anyone accompany her?”

Macabre ies of Miss Stoneway’s dead body, sprawled face up in the woods, flashed through his mind The look of terror in the poor wohtmares

“I don’t know, my lord I presume she asked Dawkins”

Christian shot out of the chair “That will be all, Mrs Hibbet I shall be out of the house for the next hour”

Without further comment, he strode frolance inside the stalls, and he could account for all his staff Theyabout andto himself

“Can I help you,the chestnut mare and waited for a reply

“Saddle ent business that cannot wait”

Jack set to work straight away Still, it wasn’t quick enough to ease the pounding in Christian’s chest

What in hell’s na with him?

Rose was a maid on an errand She was not Cassandra, not a wo mischief whenever the opportunity arose And there were no patients at Morton Manor Not anymore But then the insane were not the ones they need fear

Chapter Five