Chapter Twenty-Nine
Lucas pounded heavily on the door to Woodhuish House. When the butler opened it, he almost fell inside.
“Tish—Miss Trentham—Mrs. Reid—where is she? I need to see her!”
The butler took a step backwards.
“It’s an emergency, man. Where is she?”
“Mrs. Reid is in the blue salon—”
Blue salon? Wasn’t that where he and Tom had sat with Tish? Lucas pushed past the butler and half-ran down the corridor to the right. This door? No, this door. He burst into the room. “Tish!”
Six people were in the blue salon, and they all started at his entrance.
“Tish, I need your help. You have to come! Now!”
Tish stood. “Lucas? What’s wrong?”
“Now!” he said frantically, almost crying.
Major Reid stood, too, and so did everyone else, and if it wasn’t so urgent he’d be mortified.
Tish
