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“I think there may be a queue for that, my sweet.”
“He is a cur, Joseph, and has meddled in our lives for far too long.”
“I wholeheartedly agree with you, Milly. However, I believe now would be a prudent time to leave... with some haste.” Louis spoke the words over his shoulder.
“Oh yes, forgive me. I am just so happy to see Joseph.” Her smile was blinding.
“Retain that thought, love. Now put on your cloak, and we shall leave.”
She did quickly, and then took the hand he held out to her.
The hallway was clear, and they made it down the first set of steps. Reaching the end of the second, he found four men with pistols raised. The man in the front was the one he wanted.
