CHAPTER 13
Beyond the drape was a corridor, illuminated by vapour lamps in sconces. To her right a set of stairs descended, while up ahead the corridor turned sharply left. Rory could hear voices and laughter coming from the stairs below, and she recognised the singer’s baritone. She crept forward down the corridor, peering around the corner. At the other end, she could make out a door with a guard on either side.
A back door, perhaps? In any case, Rory couldn’t continue on down the corridor without being seen. To her dismay, she could also hear the singer’s voice growing louder: he was probably coming up the stairs. She darted back towards the main room and almost crashed headlong into him as he reached the top of the stairs.
“Well, well,” he said. “What have we got here? Curiosity kil
