The HuntWhen I returned to the Courthouse, Beloty had troubling news. “The rest of my brother’s medications are gone. The staff claims they don’t know where they are.” He considered this a moment. “His manservant said that Jon would take the larger bottles then distribute them into his vials on his own. He’d never allow anyone else to do it.”
“Really?” That seemed strange to me: Mary always set up my tonic and morning tea.
“Indeed, ever since that manservant of Jack’s was killed.”
The night I was sold to the Spadros Family twelve years back. I didn’t know what to make of it. “There’s something you might look into. The guard on duty the day your brother was taken said something strange: that the footman of the carriage he got in to was, and I quote, ‘the prettiest man I’ve ever seen.’ My
