Chapter 3
THE SOUND OF laughter filled Kat’s ears. It wasn’t a happy laughter, more like that of triumph than joy. Kat couldn’t quite see the face of the man laughing. It was too dark, and his hat was pulled down low over his eyes.
“Holy b****y hell,” the woman next to the man said. Kat would have been shocked at her language, but honestly, the woman didn’t look like the type who cared for conventions. Her dress was ragged, filthy, and overly large, gaping open in front so it just barely covered her bosom.
“Told ye it would work,” the man said. His clothing too was filthy and looked like it was ready to fall apart.
Kat turned to see what they had been looking at. Behind her was a gentleman, frozen stiff with a look of shock on his face. His coat was off, his waistcoat unbuttoned and hi
