She nodded though her eyes sparked fire.
‘On my way out through the King Street Gate, I saw a black coach and four just ahead of me–’
‘And the driver had red hair?’
‘Well, of course he did,’ I snapped. ‘Why else would I mention it?’ I held up my hand once again to forestall further interruption but seeing how little it was appreciated, lowered it somewhat sheepishly. ‘Just as I approached, two giants-of-men overtook me and climbed up inside it without need of steps and off it drove. Father and son by the look of them.’
‘So, you do not know who they are or where they live?’ She waved her paper. ‘Whereas I have names and addresses here.’
She was very angry now, yet those sparking eyes enticed me. The flush on her cheeks. God help me, I had a sudden and overwhelming desire to kiss her, w
