Chapter Fourteen
July Two
6:30 A.M.
The rain had stopped and a grey dawn was breaking. Langley dressed and helped the madame load her trunk into the back of the cab. The girl had been set free and leaned against the madame as the cape was draped over her shoulders. Bruised and bedraggled, she was more an object of pity than lust. Langley was almost ashamed of himself for having taken advantage of her, but she banished his guilt with a weary smile and her fingertips trailed lightly over the stubble on his chin as he stepped in to assist. He held the door open as the girl staggered barefoot into the muddy street with one arm across the Asian girl’s neck for support.
“Did I do good, Mistress?” she murmured.
“You were the best,” the madame assured her. “It’s time for you to have a cold dr
