A Scandal Most Daring by Rebecca King

Author:Rebecca King [King, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Historical fiction, Historical Romance, Regency romance, romantic mystery, Romantic Fiction, Historical Mystery, mystery and thriller, romantic adventury
Publisher: Rebecca King
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Connor misunderstood, and threw her a commiserating look.

“It won’t be long now,” he promised.

She climbed down from the carriage reluctantly, and tugged her cloak around her as she eyed the shadows already starting to form around them. The entrance of the alley already looked like a black hole that would lead her directly to Hell, and she hadn’t even entered it yet.

“Do we run?”

Connor shook his head. “No, we can walk quickly but quietly toward the back of your house.”

“Do you know which one it is?” she whispered.

Connor nodded and grabbed her hand once he had paid the coachman and it had rumbled away.

“Let’s go.” It was too dark for her to see but he removed his gun from his cloak pocket and cocked it in readiness. He still had another smaller gun in his boot and a flick-knife in his pocket. With his fighting skills, it would be enough.

Tahlia ducked her head and kept her eyes on the ground as they hurried through the alley. It seemed to stretch on for miles. With each step she took her tension grew until she was sure she was going to shatter by the time they reached the back wall of Gillingham House.

Before they reached the gate, it suddenly swung open. Connor pushed Tahlia behind him and took aim, only to slump in relief when Isaac stepped out into the alleyway and beckoned them into the garden.

“Come on,” he whispered. “You were followed.”

Within seconds, Tahlia was swept into the relative safety of the garden. All three of them remained quiet as they cross the lawn and entered the house to find two more gentlemen seated before the fireplace.

Connor introduced both new arrivals to Tahlia. Isaac, a rather stocky man was roguishly handsome but had an air of menace about him that was, strangely, threatening and reassuring at the same time. Barnaby Stephenson was a far more affable gentleman, and stepped forward with a courteous bow that was so alien to Tahlia that she forgot to curtsey.

“We don’t bother with the formalities here,” Connor announced wryly as he took a seat on the chaise beside Tahlia. “They usually live in the country.”

Barnaby nodded and stood. He paced to the fireplace and stood with his back toward them for a moment. When he did turn around there was such a fierce look of anger on his face that Tahlia leaned back in her seat, and wondered what had happened.

“Connor, just what the heck did you think you were doing?” Barnaby thundered. “Someone is taking pot-shots at the house and what do you do? Take the woman outside!”

“It wasn’t Connor’s fault,” Tahlia protested before Connor could defend himself.

“Tahlia,” Connor murmured.

She glared angrily at him. “Well, it wasn’t. I was doing something my uncle asked me to do for him, and Connor decided I should have some protection.”

“With all due respect, my dear, you are in danger. Connor should never have let you out of the house.”

His tone drew her outrage. Tahlia pushed to her feet and planted her fists firmly on her hips.

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