Baroness Margaret Thresh carried herself with a demeanor like a tightly coiled spring as she watched them exit the building. She was unmoving, but it felt like she could burst out with full power at any time, for any reason.
If Matt couldn’t read the clear irritation in her eyes, rather than hostility, he would have been worried about being attacked. Even though it would be a suicidal maneuver on her part.
“Miles, why don’t we talk more tomorrow?” Liz offered, and gently patted the older man on his arm to send him on his way.
Miles took a good look at the opposite side of the street. Without a Concept of his own, he wasn’t able to see anything out of place, but he was smart enough to pick up on the oddities. With just that hint, he quickly left.
Baroness Thresh jerked her head up and f
