CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
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MARY REID CAME TO THE door only after they had already rung four times. They knew she couldn’t be anywhere else but at home at that hour. After their failure at the Thompsons’, they refused to believe they had the same bad luck here.
“Oh, good day, gentlemen! I knew we would see each other today again,” she said. “For a few days now, a lot of things have been happening on this street. Before, you had to wait for a long time for something to shake the stillness of the street.”
“Does all this fret make you happy?” James expressed his shock.
“You misunderstand me, sir,” the woman replied in a suddenly serious and cold voice. “I haven’t meant this kind of fun. I don’t like the meaningless loss of human lives. No more than you do... I can’t stand unwarranted vio
