A Death at the Church_A Euphemia Martins Mystery by Caroline Dunford

Author:Caroline Dunford [Dunford, Caroline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Mystery & Detective, Cozy, General
ISBN: 9781786156709
Google: b7mjDwAAQBAJ
Publisher: Accent Press Ltd
Published: 2019-08-08T13:56:11+00:00

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11 A bad habit of his I had managed to acquire.

Chapter Ten

I quelled my impulse to jump out of the speeding car while shouting ‘What kind of female do you think I am?’

I did this for two reasons. Firstly, I had no knowledge of how to leap out of a vehicle and land avoiding potentially mortal damage, and secondly, I had become accustomed to Fitzroy’s occasional, and somewhat evil, sense of humour. I decided to assume he did not mean exactly what he said.

I furrowed my brow and said calmly, ‘I seem to recall you once telling me you had an affair with a European princess to gain intelligence.’

Fitzroy nodded. ‘The things I’ve had to do for our country.’

Were it not for the fact that I knew it was impossible, I would have thought my heart had dropped down into my boots.

‘Oh,’ I said, still hoping he was playing some kind of game.

‘Actually, she was very nice. Pretty too. I’d write, but I don’t think her family would like it. Germans, you see.’

I sighed. ‘You are not suggesting I sacrifice my virginity to a stranger, are you? A moment ago, you were punching your previous trainee in the face because he had bruised me. This seems to me to be much more serious.’

‘He overstepped the mark,’ said Fitzroy. ‘Besides, Cole has always needed a firm hand to keep him in line. Unfortunately, there was no one else at the farm today...’

‘I take it the farmhouse is a sort of club house for British spies?’

Fitzroy laughed. ‘It’s lacking a few of the finer amenities of the London Clubs, but essentially, yes.’

He lapsed into silence without answering my question. I decided he was definitely teasing me. A while later he said, ‘We’re going to have to do something about your clothes.’

‘I don’t have any. You said we would only be away for a day.’

‘This is hardly my fault,’ objected the spy.

‘Of course not,’ I said trying to placate him. ‘I could try and find...’

‘No time for faffing about.’ ‘What do you suggest?’

‘We’ll have to steal some. Always a bit hit and miss stealing women’s clothing. You come in such a vast arrangement of sizes and wear such different styles. I think we will only have time to get a couple. You’ll have to make the best of it.’

‘So now I am to be a thief as well as a seductress?’

Fitzroy flashed me a grin. ‘Aren’t you having an exciting day?’ When I did not smile back, he said, ‘You can stay in the car with the engine running. I think it’s better I do the actual lifting. You would probably get caught.’

‘Why do you say that?’ I said stung.

‘Oh, you’d doubtless be overcome by some moral qualm at a key moment and freeze.’

‘Whereas you have no qualms at all.’

‘I do have my own code,’ said the spy, ‘but I doubt you would consider it moral. You, on the other hand, are terribly hindered by morals. Don’t worry, Alice, I’ll train you out of them.

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