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The sinking sun left a tinge of blue in the darkening sky. To Miri’s eyes, the vast mansion across the way and the wall that surrounded it were just shadows. Kerosene lamps on either side of the cobblestone street cast puddles of light, but it was easy to hide in the gloom.
She stood with her back pressed against a brick wall that surrounded yet another mansion. There were several in this neighbourhood. Her thin blouse and trousers were no match for the chill of an early-spring evening, but bulky coats would not do. “This is the place?” she asked, gesturing to the house across the street.
A shiver went through Tommy – whether from fear or cold, she could not say – but he took control of himself and nodded. “The carriage is behind that wall,” he said. “It has been for the last two hou
