“Apparently each baronet has a codicil in his will that provides for cases like this.”
“With one of the heirs being bitten by a werewolf?”
“Don’t be an arse. If the heir is incapacitated. Sir John’s solicitors will see the property is taken care of.”
“And if there is no heir?”
“If there were no Synclaires left in the Kent line, it would go to the Welsh Synclaires.”
“I see.”
“Why do you ask?”
“I thought if it came up for sale, you might want to buy it, since it’s so close to Greenbriers—”
“Good God, no! That house has too many unhappy memories.”
“I understand. Synclaire—”
Tommy shook his head. “I was thinking more along the lines of what happened with the Egyptian.”
“You have a point.”
“I’m glad you think so. No. We’ll find a home of our own.”
“We’ll start looking soon?”
Tommy
