Chapters (44)
- Title Page
- One: Into the Storm
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Two: London Calling
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Three: The Malignant Seven
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Four: Squirrels and Cats
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Five: Revelation
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- About the Author
“They might get as far as the first coach inn,” the Owl went on, “though I doubt that as well. In any case, the horses must be stopped to rest, and sooner than later in this snowfall. My opinion is that—as you yourself have stated—you can catch them within the day.”
“Thank you,” the vice admiral said, “for your opinion.”
A silence stretched.
The Owl shifted nervously in his chair. “Samson … we have worked together … been compatriots … for these last three years. I have served you to the best of my ability, and certainly I have proven my worth in supplying the … um … raw material for Miss Mulloy’s episodes. I will continue to serve you in any way I can … and as a matter of respect and trust, I shall adjust my payment for this past night to half of what we have agreed upon.” He blinked, as this news had not caused an iota of reaction from Lash. “Is that not a fair accounting?”
Lash leaned back in his chair. “I want to know,” he said, “who left that door unlocked. When your men took the bodies in they were given the key, which was returned and is now in the first drawer of this desk. Whoever failed to lock the door allowed Corbett to get in here. Who was it?”
“I would have to make an inquiry. And believe me, I shall!”
“No inquiry is needed,” said Lash. “I hold you accountable, and that I consider fair.”
“Yes, of course, but … those men are my regulars. My best. They’ve done this before, they surely haven’t forgotten their instructions!” The Owl’s head swivelled around, more quickly than usual, to take note of Cardinal Black standing in the corner, and then came back around to face the vice admiral once again. “Something I noticed … something strange … about Corbett and Miss Mulloy.” He hurried on before Lash could respond. “It happened so fast … just an impression I had … that when Devane told Corbett to shoot her after the count of three … he hesitated. And what passed across his face was an expression of … I don’t know … reluctance or repugnance, whatever it might have been. It was there. I see those things, Samson. I sense them. You know I do, and that’s part of what you pay me for.”
“Corbett didn’t wish to kill a woman,” said Black. “He’s funny that way.”