Chapter 8
Caro had her false smile in place by the time Mr. Parkinson turned to her. “You know each other, then?”
“Oh, yes,” Lord Thetford said, “Lady Caroline’s brother is my closest friend.”
“Excellent.” Mr. Parkinson bowed neatly over Caro’s hand. “I will leave you in Lord Thetford’s protection, then.”
As soon as Mr. Parkinson was gone, Caro swept out the door, ignoring the viscount. She scanned the street. “Do you see our hack, Fanny? I believe it has left. And to think, I paid the driver a shilling to wait.”
“That usually works,” a deep voice intoned. The bothersome man had followed her outside. “What a shame you happened upon an unscrupulous driver.”
“Well,” Caro said with a brightness she did not feel, “I’m sure another one will come along presently.”
“You will find that hack
