Vestige of Power by Sara Blackard

Author:Sara Blackard [Blackard, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sara Blackard

Chapter 6

Joseph strode to the Remming residence with new purpose. All night he’d been on his knees in prayer on the hotel room floor, asking God to direct his path. When the thready strains of pink had pushed through the night sky, Joseph received his answer. Now he just had to convince Victoria and her father it remained the best option available.

Joseph slowed as he approached the house, noticing a man leaning against a building reading a paper. The man lowered the paper, and Joseph recognized one of the men from the night before by the bruise spread across his face. Joseph turned away quickly and walked to the end of the block, counting the houses as he strode forward. He turned the corner and quickly headed down the street, tucking into the alley that went behind the houses. He scaled the fence to the Remming’s house when the gate proved locked, just like he scaled the mountains he crossed back home.

Joseph knocked on the back door. A round woman with her hair pulled back tight and a messy apron over her gray dress answered. She cocked an eyebrow at Joseph, looking him up and down.

“May I help you?” she asked.

“Could you tell Mr. and Miss Remming that Joseph Thomas is here to speak with them,” Joseph asked, pulling his hat from his head.

“Why in the world are you coming to the back door?” the cook asked, ushering him in.

“Well, the front is being watched. I didn’t want anyone to know I’m here,” Joseph answered.

The scents of whatever was cooking assaulted his nose with a cacophony of pleasant aromas he hadn’t experienced since his mother had died. His mouth salivated, and he hoped whatever the cook prepared would be served for dinner. His eyes bulged at the mound of cookies stacked upon the worktable in the center of the kitchen.

“Go ahead, Mr. Thomas, take one for yourself. I’ve sent a maid to get George to see you to the parlor.” The cook pointed to the mound.

Joseph grinned broadly at her and winked. “Thank you, ma’am. You, dear lady, are a lifesaver.”

“Oh, get on with you now,” she said as she shooed him off, her face pinking in a blush.

Joseph chuckled as he bit into the cookie. The soft treat melted into his mouth as the rich molasses and tangy ginger danced upon his tongue. Though he knew he should savor it, the cookie was gone in two more bites. He brushed his sugary fingers together as he met George in the hallway.

“This way, sir,” George said stoically, ushering Joseph into the front of the house where a sitting room was located.

Victoria lounged on a flowery couch, her feet propped up on an ottoman before her. Her mouth quirked in an amused smile as she read the book she held, one finger twirling in her chestnut hair. She was dressed in what could be called a simple dark pink dress, though it appeared more complicated than anything he’d ever seen his

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