“Well, well,” Gideon said in a drawl that struck terror into the men’s hearts. “Here I’ve lost a woman-servant and gained two dedicated, honest, servile men in her place. Pretty good deal. Unless…”
Both men literally stopped breathing.
“Unless, of course, one of my oh-so-honest Guardians, men who I trust with my life and values and property, actually helped my woman-servant escape.”
Thunderstruck, Jonah and Michael forgot themselves; in unison and without permission, they raised their heads to stare at Gideon’s hard, handsome face. Was he actually saying that one of them had risked their necks to get a pathetic w***e out and away? And then they voluntarily stuck around the morning after?
“Master,” Jonah faltered as Michael made inarticulate sounds of pure fear. “Please – I didn’t –”
