Chapter Five
I would not let some poor lunatic scare me off. He might have terrified Sally but not me.
I found the stable boy and had him harness a workhorse to the gig I had found in the stables. Sally put her portmanteau into the back, and then climbed in as I took the reins.
“Are you certain I can’t convince you to stay?” I asked before setting the horse into motion.
She didn’t turn toward me but stared straight ahead, dark circles under her eyes, her expression determined.
I sighed, gave a little click of my tongue, and the reins a snap. The horse began to amble forward, and soon we were trotting down the half-mile drive to the main road.
For a rather small, quiet little village, the c**k and Mouse Inn was a bustling place. As I pulled the gig into the yard, a stable boy jumped
