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Thwack.
Lady Shillington’s cane came down on Bruno’s shoulder. Again. Ruby and Clive restrained her. “You devil! You killed Hugh and Connor!”
Ruby whispered in her ear as she helped her into a nearby chair. Whatever magic words Ruby uttered had the effect of calming Lady Shillington. Her eyes still bored into Bruno’s, however.
“I did no such thing, Miss Dove, and you are perfectly aware of it.”
“Then tell us about your conversation with Hugh Aubrey-Havelock about briar.”
“Damn you,” he growled.
“Enough of that, you pompous twit,” said Clive. He grinned as if he had been wanting to say that phrase his whole life.
“‘Briar’ was the name of an agent,” sighed Bruno. “I wanted to assign this agent to a case, and Hugh strongly disagreed with it. But that was hardly enough to make me mu
