“You looking for me?” Spencer arrived at David’s elbow, making him jump. He’d been lost in thought, staring at the weak morning light out of the window in the study.
He sighed. “I was. Thank you.”
“What can I do for you?”
David drew a breath and tried to bring his attention back to the job in hand. “Did you get rid of everything from the Fallows estate?”
“All done. Just the pearls. You’ve still got those.”
“They need to be disposed of carefully given the rumpus Lady Framling caused. I’d be inclined to go north.”
Spencer nodded his agreement. “Maybe set off next week? I could take Bentley with me and let him see how things work?”
“Excellent idea.” Bentley had been with them for almost a year and was shaping up to be an excellent businessman. Remarkable when he considered the broken,
