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Trent’s gaze dropped to their clasped hands “Lawrence Call me Lawrence, or Trent, if you prefer”

Cassandra’s countenance brightened “When the groom told you the e remained in the mews?”

It was an i benevolently, providing a safe place for Cassandra to rest while unwell Soed her drink and waited for an opportune moment to strike

Trent shook his head and looked thoroughly annoyed with hie left the mews but did not think to ask for confirmation”

Silence descended, though Benedict could al

“Murray has an alibi until ht,” Benedict said, “so soe with Cassandra”

A sudden knock on the door brought Slocombe The butler advised Benedict that Miss Atwood had coht a smile to Cassandra’s downturned lips, and so he invited the lady to join the iht

Dressed in a black pelisse, and an equally dull bonnet that coveredSlocombe drew a chair from the far side of the room and placed it next to the sofa

“Thank you” Miss Atwood dropped into the seat with a relieved sigh, as if she had raced a s Her nose and cheeks were flushed, drawing attention to the sprinkling of freckles

“Forgivehis head respectfully, “are we to offer our condolences?”

The lady frowned She glanced down at herclothes No, no one has died, Mr Wycliff This is uise”

The cost the ladies, and they all shuffled to the edge of their seats

“A disguise?” Scarlett said, intrigue flashing in her eyes “May I ask why you feel the need to conceal your identity?”

Miss Atwood shrugged “It’s not a secret The more people who know, the more likely I am to discover the necessary information” She leaned forward, and everyone in the roo Mr Daventry thisand wished to blend in with the crowd”

Wycliff arched a cautionary brow “Lucius Daventry?”