His Wicked Reputation by Madeline Hunter

Author:Madeline Hunter [Hunter, Madeline]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780515155167
Google: yF0-BAAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00LMGK420
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Goodreads: 22668766
Publisher: Jove
Published: 2015-03-02T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

Gareth rode back to Albany Lodge after breakfast and set about writing a letter to Ives, informing him of the upcoming conversation he intended to hold in Derbyshire. He also mentioned that he had made the presumptuous decision to invite some friends to London for a fortnight, to stay at the family house. Not a week, as Eva assumed.

Out in the garden, Erasmus and Harold worked on the wall. He joined them and rolled up his shirtsleeves.

“Any word from the magistrate, sir?” Erasmus asked.

“Not yet, but it is early to hear anything.” He lifted one of the big stones.

“He found nothing to help?”

“Not at the house. Whoever it was left nothing behind to point to him.”

“The village is in a state about it. Was all you heard this morning.”

“Don’t you be stirring the pot more,” Harold said. “We don’t want every fool for fifty miles knowing that there’s women living there on their own, now do we?”

Erasmus paused with a stone halfway raised. “I never thought of that.”

“You never think much at all before you go wagging your lips, that’s the problem,” Harold said.

“If anyone wags back, be sure to let me know,” Gareth said. “That is the magistrate’s only chance of finding the culprits. If someone who knows something talks.”

Following an afternoon of finishing the wall with Erasmus and Harold, he sent them off after having them bring up water for a bath. He spent a half hour in the water, laying out the plan of Langley House’s chambers, deciding which ones would provide privacy and discretion.

He rode back to Eva’s home in late afternoon. As he neared the property, the unmistakable crack of a pistol split the air. He kicked his horse to a gallop and tore down the lane and up to her door.

No other horses were tied outside. Silence poured out of the house. Cursing himself, he kicked open the door and called for her. More silence.

He strode to the back of the house and looked out the window and cursed again, this time at her. Eva sat on a stone bench, loading the pistol. Even from the window, he could tell she had missed the big board again with that last shot.

Damnation. He had told her not to do this alone, without his supervision.

She stood and took aim. Proud. Straight. Determined. He saw her face. Flushed. Eyes bright. Lids low.

He knew that look. Apparently, using a pistol aroused Miss Russell.

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