Chapter 25
Jeremy froze. The gentlemen ranged around him appeared to do the same. From his position, he noticed David reach into the back of his breeches but snapped his head forward so as not to draw Standish’s attention to his movements.
“I presume you mean the letters?” Charnley drawled, stepping out from behind David’s protective stance.
“Stay where you are,” Standish said, pressing the pistol into Jo’s temple.
“My good man, who is this woman that you are threatening? Is she supposed to mean something to me? If so, I have to tell you old boy, you are way off the mark.” Charnley edged closer.
“They know,” Standish said, nodding towards David and Jeremy. “They know. Do you want her death on your conscience, Lambert? Or should I say Potts?”
“Are you asking me to make a choice betwee
