The QuestionAfter dinner, Tony read in his study by the fire, while I sipped sherry and thought.
There were too many questions.
Why were people so interested in my activities? Morton practically confessed to following me. Mrs. Clubb had lookouts for me. Jack had the map room watched.
Although … Jack Diamond didn’t know it was I in his map room, or he wouldn’t have stopped searching so soon.
I smiled, wondering what he did think. Some woman from Hart quadrant sneaking around, pretending to be an outsider, asking about a building next to his Party Time factory.
Oh, dear. Sooner or later he would make the connection. I hoped Jack didn’t increase the guards around the factory.
Having the blueprints would help a great deal. But even assuming Morton was serious about accompanying me, we kn
