Chapter 12
Tristan hurried along the dimly lit corridor back to their rooms, deep in thought. Up until Wallingford’s appearance, the weekend had seemed like a good idea. The people present were anonymous enough not to give pause, but Wallingford was different. Tristan couldn’t think of any reason for him to be present that didn’t benefit him in some way. He was beginning to think that perhaps he should have let Sam visit Yorkshire to recover, as it didn’t appear that anywhere was safe at the moment. He had hoped that the weekend might give them some opportunity to talk and resolve the issues that stood between them. He still felt guilty when he thought about how he had treated Sam at their last meeting, how he had tried to reduce their relationship to a monetary transaction, and he couldn
