“Who did it?” sneered Beck.
“It would be better if you heard the story from Jack,” said Nick.
“All right. Let’s call him in.”
He called out his servant’s name. A few moments later Jack appeared at the door.
“What can I do for you, Second Master?” he asked in a submissive tone.
“Tell us what happened last night,” said Nick. He was sitting with his hands on his knees. His hair was falling over his eyes in a careless manner, blocking his view of Jack who was standing in front of him.
“Master, I was planning to report to you this morning after you had woken up. I wanted to inform you that the attempt last night against Charles failed because the woman shielded him with her body.” The tone of Jack’s voice betrayed a dose of fear. He was concerned about his Master’s reaction.
“You mean th
