Chapter Fourteen
~April 28~
Christopher gave a knock at the side door to Powell’s club and was given entry immediately. It was the same door Wickford had brought him through the first evening he’d come to the club. Since then, Christopher had discovered that if he sent a note ahead, a footman would let him in, and his dark corner would be ready and waiting for him. He paid handsomely for the special treatment, but to Christopher it was well worth it.
He’d been sitting there enjoying the quiet rumble of men’s voices when Wickford approached him with another fellow in tow.
“Lord Pennyston, I do hope you’ll forgive the intrusion,” Wickford said. “But I’d like to introduce you to Mr. Archer Fitzwalter, the fellow with the business you said you were interested in.”
Christopher stood up and
