Rescued By A Rake: A Regency Christmas Novella by Wendy Vella

Author:Wendy Vella [Vella, Wendy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vella Ink
Published: 2021-10-09T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Ivy had sat with her eye pressed to the crack in the curtains the entire time, the tension inside her escalating with every minute that passed. When did she alert someone that they had not returned? Why had she not discussed this very thing with Rory? How long should she wait?

Even now they could be injured or worse, and it was her fault. She’d sent Rory and Timothy in there.

Three figures appeared suddenly, hurrying down the side of the building from the rear, and Ivy did not hesitate: she opened the carriage and stepped outside.

It was Jackson, slumped between Timothy and a young boy. “No!” She ran to her brother. Ivy’s heart nearly stopped as she took in his condition. Pale and trembling, he looked nothing like the man she’d grown up with. Cupping his cheeks, she kissed his cold face.

“You’re safe now. Where is Mr. Haddon?”

“Still inside. You and the boy take your brother. I must go back before they hurt him,” Timothy said.

“Get my brother in the carriage, then follow, Timothy.” Ivy didn’t hesitate; she simply raised her skirts and pulled out her pistol, then ran. Reaching the rear of the building, she pressed her back to the wall and moved along to the opening.

“It seems we are at an impasse, madam. I have a pistol aimed at you, and you have one aimed at me.”

Rory was talking, which told her he was all right. The relief made her knees weak.

What did she do now? Perhaps a distraction. Picking up a large piece of wood at her feet, she threw it with everything she had. The sound it made hitting the ground was muffled by the hard-packed dirt, and the noise merely a soft thud.

Drat.

“You are outmaneuvered, sir. Perhaps I will simply shoot you and then leave. After all, I have grown bored lately. A trip to the continent at this time of year is nice, I hear,” the woman talking to Rory said.

Ivy raised her pistol as she heard the sound of running feet. Timothy had arrived.

“You three take the left, you four right. Tonks and Brown have two more at the front.” Ivy pitched her voice as gruff as she could as she barked out the orders. She then nodded to Timothy.

“They’re in place and awaiting your command, sir.” Her footman had grasped the situation.

“Stop or I’ll shoot him!” the female inside shrieked.

“I think not. In fact, it is not I who will be shot, madam, but you,” Rory said.

“I’ll make you pay for this, and the Redferns,” the woman yelled.

The sound of movement inside had Ivy rushing through the door and into something hard. Rory’s back.

“Oomph.” He staggered forward several paces before stopping.

A woman turned in the doorway, her eyes meeting Ivy’s. Her beauty was the first thing Ivy noticed. The golden curls, and icy blue eyes—and then she was gone, escaping through the door. “Hurry, we must stop her!” Ivy started in her direction. She got no further than a few feet before a hand grabbing her jacket hauled her backward.

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