CHAPTER 30
The return to the mansion took place in deathly silence. Well, except on Rory’s part.
“Longinus ain’t got nothing to do with this,” Rory said to the Old Girl for what felt like the umpteenth time. “Me neither, I swear. I —”
“Hold your tongue,” growled a Varanguard.
The Old Girl’s face was set in grim lines. She wouldn’t look at Rory, like she was pretending that Rory wasn’t there. Lady Martha was acting much the same, although her face was smooth, carefully neutral.
“You can’t just arrest me!” Rory said, trying another tack.
“You’re not being arrested,” snapped the Old Girl, finally goaded into giving a reply. “You’re being brought in for questioning.”
“So question me! I’ll tell you anything you want to know. I’m innocent and so is Longinus. We got nothing to hide.”
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