Chapter 13
I decided to forego the gazebo gathering and leave Cassie to flirt in peace. I wouldn't have been able to stop her anyway. My meddling seemed to have achieved the opposite effect.
It occurred to me that this was a rare opportunity to search Spencer Rayburn's room. He and the other men wouldn't be back from their fishing excursion for quite a while, and everyone else was either in the gazebo or down by the water. I would only have to keep an eye out for Mrs. Davis or a maid.
I pulled out my lockpicks and hurried up to the third-floor room directly over mine.
The hall was empty. First, I tested the door. Locked, as expected. I reached for my picks and soon had it open.
Rayburn was orderly in the extreme. Shoes lined up precisely in front of the armoire, cases stacked neatly i
