CHAPTER 40: The Wedding Guest Trap
When Marcus invited Eleanor to his cousin Fred’s wedding, it wasn’t so much a polite gesture as it was a royal summons.
The invitation arrived in a sleek black envelope, sealed with a wax stamp bearing the Green family crest as if it had been hand-delivered by a butler from the Victorian era. Eleanor pulled it from the mailbox like it might explode.
She stared at it warily, turning it over in her hands. “This weighs more than my hammer,” she muttered.
Inside, the card was thick enough to qualify as light armor, gold-trimmed, embossed with enough calligraphy to make Shakespeare roll over in his grave.
"The Honourable Mr. Marcus Green requests the esteemed presence of Miss Eleanor De-Laurent at the nuptial ceremony of Mr. Frederick Charles Green..."
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