Chapter 43
Wrapping a full-bodied cloak about her to cover her bloodstained dress, Tessie absconded with her bag of cash and jewellery. The bells of St. Paul's rang out and Tessie realised it was Sunday. Who would be at the prison on a Sunday? The do-gooders often went to offer charity after mass with prayers and sometimes bread for the wicked and doomed, but would Finn still even be there? Paying the carriage driver an extra shilling to hurry through the streets, Tessie twisted in her seat to give directions as her stomach flipped with every jolt.
If she could buy his way out, maybe they could leave on a ship before anyone realised they were gone. Kyran and Ruby would be free of her. She would not have to face the pain she had brought them. Or perhaps she and Finn could wreak their havo
