“Details.” She waved her hand at me. “Aren’t you starving? I think they’re about to start serving. You didn’t happen to see Piper in the loo, did you? Because she’s disappeared, too, and I doubt we’ll be able to start without her. Dooney has been missing even longer than her. I wonder if they’re having a spat. You don’t think they’d call off the wedding, do you?”

We were in the middle of the dining room, surrounded by people. What was I supposed to say? I couldn’t say anything without giving away what was happening.

“I can’t talk right now,” I said. “I need to fetch Mr. May. His wife needs him.”

“Oh, no,” Viv cried. “We’re never going to eat, are we?”

“I can’t answer that,” I said. “I can’t answer anything, but I’m guessing no.”

I was starting to panic. Viv narrowed her eyes at me. “You know something.”

“No, I don’t,” I lied.

Andre appeared behind Viv. “Scarlett, finally, we were getting worried.”

“No need,” I said. “I just have to take care of one little thing and I’ll be right back.”

Before I could get caught in another conversation, I spun away from them and hurried to Mr. May.

“Hi,” I said. “Mrs. May sent me to get you.”

“Get me?” he asked. He frowned, looking annoyed. I remembered he was a banker. He probably didn’t like that things were off schedule. Well, he was about to get a lot more uncomfortable.

“There’s been a bit of an incident,” I said. Clearly, I’d been in London too long as I was beginning to master the British art of understatement. Something in my tone must have given it away, because he nodded.

“Is Rita all right?” he asked.

“Yes, she’s fine,” I said. I began to walk to the exit. “As is Piper, but they could use your assistance.”

He followed without question. Once we made it out into the hallway, I tried to retrace my steps.

“Forgive me, I don’t remember your name,” he said.

“I’m Scarlett Parker,” I said. “I work at the millinery that made the bridesmaid hats for the ceremony.”

“Oh, yes, of course,” he said. “Damned expensive those hats.”

I almost laughed at his candor but this was no time for amusement. I just wanted to deliver him as swiftly as possible and then go hide in my room and drink an entire bottle of wine.

We hurried down the hallway. I knew I had a turn to make and—yes!—I went in the right direction. When we arrived at our destination, no one was in the hallway. I could see people through the open door of the library, but Dooney’s body was no longer there. I had no idea if the medics or a coroner had taken him away.