Eliza touched his arm, stopping him and saving him from further embarrassment. “Don’t worry about me, Paul. I know that you’d…well, you’d do your best if I asked it of you…but I’m not going to.”
“What if things were different?”
“Maybe.”
Paul nodded. “I’ll, uh, give you some privacy until we leave. It won’t be long now.”
“Thank you.”
Eliza must have dozed, because it seemed like just seconds passed before Paul returned, a bulky coat in hand. “Here, put this on. It’ll be like a disguise. Also, it’s a bit cold outside.”
Eliza stood, allowing Paul to put the coat over her shoulders. It smelled of sweat and horse.
“Are the horses outside?”
Paul nodded. “Just try to be as quiet as possible.”
“What if Reid has guards posted?”
He shrugged. “Ford said not to worry about it.”
“Let’s go th
