Who's Sorry Now by Maggie Robinson

Author:Maggie Robinson [Robinson, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2019-05-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

“Lady Adelaide, what are you doing here?”

Oh dear. Inspector Hunter did not seem best pleased to see her.

“Told you,” Rupert complained. “We could have read all about it in the newspapers a few hours from now in the comfort of your own bed, but oh, no, you had to stick your pretty powdered nose in and see for yourself. A man needs his rest, you know.”

Rupert was getting nowhere near her bed, newspapers or not. “I couldn’t sleep, and wanted some fun,” Addie lied, ignoring Rupert entirely. She’d set her alarm clock for midnight and had quite a delightful catnap before the buzzer woke her up and Rupert told her what had happened to Roy Dean. She didn’t bother asking him how he knew; it only made her more determined to get dressed and go to the Thieves’ Den in person. “I thought I’d come out after all. Imagine my surprise when I was blocked at the door by a bobby!”

“How did you get in?” Inspector Hunter was practically growling.

“Your lovely Sergeant Wells was leaving with poor Pip and waved me through. Once I found out what had happened, I came up to give you all my sympathy.” Addie had an idea Mr. Wells was going to get a reprimand. She tugged her midnight blue velvet skirt down and attempted to look innocent. Perhaps if she’d been wearing a longer skirt, fewer sapphires, and less lip rouge, she would have succeeded.

“I for one very glad Lady Adelaide here,” Prince Andrei said. “Like mother. Or auntie,” he amended, rethinking. “Perhaps big sister.”

“Oh, for God’s sake,” Nadia said in disgust.

Addie agreed. “I’ll just keep the young people company with my elderly self while you’re interviewing. Oh, good! Here is some tea!” The waiter, Ted, had lumbered upstairs with an enormous tray, cups stacked precariously. There was nowhere to put it but the floor, and Rupert leaped out of the way before it landed on his lap.

Inspector Hunter shook his head and took Lucy in next. Addie bent over and poured some dodgy-looking brown liquid into thick china cups for her “children.”

“Was it very awful?” she asked, passing Nadia a cup.

“No, it was a picnic in the park. Everyone likes to go out and watch their friend drop dead right before their eyes,” Rupert grumbled, brushing dust off his trousers. “This portion of the club could use a thorough sweeping. You should tell that Freddy person. It’s almost as bad as the loo.”

“Roy was sitting there one minute and on the floor the next,” Gregory Trenton-Douglass said. “Not a peep out of him. No distress. Nothing.”

“I—I g-gave him my cherries,” Bunny Dunford moaned. “I k-killed him!”

“Don’t be a sap, Bunny. How do you know the cherries did it?” Kit Wheeler asked.

“I d-don’t, of course. But I b-bet they’ll hang me for it anyway.” He ran his hand through his hair, causing it to stick up like half-a-dozen devil horns.

“Speaking of hanging, why are you still here?”

“L-Lucy. She may need me.”

Kit snorted. “Lucy doesn’t need anybody, least of all you.

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