Chapter ElevenSeverus
My brief encounter with Alexander Hamilton made me tingle with delight. To hear my friend espousing the useless drivel of law enforcement, that ineffective and inefficient band of legal riff-raff, curled my lips with mirth. After my short dalliance with the unfortunate Rose, I'd returned to my lodgings, spent but not entirely satisfied. My mind drifted back to my Paris days. All went well until that scourge of the criminal classes, Detective Remy Le Clerc, became obsessed with me after a witness reported seeing a man with penetrating blue eyes close to the scene of a young parlour maid's murder. With no other evidence and no proof to support his suspicions, Le Clerc had nonetheless made my life a misery from then onwards, shadowing my every move, preventing me from f
