To Tempt a Rebel by Shana Galen

Author:Shana Galen
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: sexy romance, historical romance, french revolution, french romance
Publisher: Shana Galen
Published: 2019-03-12T04:00:00+00:00

Eleven

Alex had barely had time to take a few sips of coffee the next morning when a knock sounded on the door. Thankfully, she was the only one downstairs. Since Hastings had left with the abbé, she had to maintain the pretense that she was living alone. That meant the neighbors would have been suspicious if they heard talking or saw people moving around. Dewhurst, Ffoulkes, Honoria, and Montagne were careful to keep mainly to the hidden attic. Alex knew why such an arrangement was necessary, but it meant most of the cooking and housekeeping were left to her.

And, of course, she was the only one who could answer the door. She hadn’t yet gone to the attic to ask Honoria to help her dress, so Alex pulled her wrapper around her and padded barefoot to the door. It was after ten in the morning, but it still felt far too early for visitors.

She pulled the door open and grunted. The boy on the stoop held out a crumpled paper. “For you, citoyenne.”

Since Alex had her doubts as to whether or not the boy could read, she craned her neck to see the name and address on the paper. It was indeed addressed to her. She took it and gave the boy a coin, then closed and locked the door.

She carried the paper back to the table where her coffee cooled. Perhaps she should pretend to hire Honoria as a servant. No, that was too dangerous. Honoria and Montagne had been rescued from the guards at the Temple recently, and their faces might be known. Dewhurst was not known. She could hire him as a footman. That idea appealed. She’d like ordering Dewhurst around...

“What is that?”

Alex spun around and found Ffoulkes standing in the open panel of one of the secret escapes to the attic. She scowled at him. “You know I hate when you do that.”

Ffoulkes raised his brows, all innocence. “You do?”

“I haven’t opened it yet.” She waved the paper. “It may be nothing.” She broke the unadorned wax seal and stared at the single word printed in the middle of the page.

Oui.

“Well?” Ffoulkes prompted.

“I think I had better come upstairs.”

She brought her coffee, and when all five of them had gathered around the small table, she showed them the letter.

“How do you know it’s from Chevalier?” Dewhurst asked.

“When I saw him last night he said he would think about what he’d seen at the Temple and send a simple yes or no to my residence.”

“How do we know this isn’t a trick?” Ffoulkes asked.

“We don’t. But if he betrays us, we will betray him back.”

“Small consolation that will be when my head is under the blade of the guillotine,” Montagne grumbled.

“Have faith, Laurent,” Honoria murmured. To the group, she said, “We need to involve him in our planning sooner rather than later. You said he had a pass to enter the Temple. If I could see it, I could more accurately reproduce it.”

“But first we take precautions.” Ffoulkes looked at Honoria.

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