“Indeed.”
She turned her head at the contemplative sound in Logan’s voice and saw that he was looking at the building with a rather odd expression on his face, almost as if he were trapped in the past surrounded by some rather unwanted memories.
Something tingled atthe back of Isabella’smind, but she couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was. But then she noticed something even more disturbing than that.
But before she could put her fears to voice, Logan said, “It doesn’t appearas ifanyone is home.”
Isabella sighed heavily. Now she was truly stuck. Korina was to be her saving grace, but she should have known something was wrong when she didn’t reply to herlastmissive right away. But knowing the incomparable, Mrs. Aberswyth, she’d likelydraggedher daughter to an impromptu house party in the country for the next week.
Unfortunately for Isabella, she couldn’t wait that long.She could have gone to Alyssa Breyton in the interim, but she had gone to Bath for the summer with her Aunt Pearl.“Now what am I going to do? I was relying on Korina’s assistance.”
Logan seemed to ponder this for a moment. “I can’t very well have you coming home with me.” He winced. “The sort of establishment where I have lodgings isn’t for the faint of heart, so I suppose that leaves one other option.” He looked at her. “But you’re going to have to trust me.”
Isabella wasn’t sure she liked the sound of that. “Meaning?” she dared to inquire.
“Follow me.”
She did as he asked, but when they left the reputable streets of theWestEnd and headed for the docks, she began to wonder if he wasn’t actually leading her to further peril.
Thenhe stopped and dismounted in front of a bawdy house,andshe couldn’t keep her mouth from falling open. “Thisis where you want me to stay?”
He shrugged. “It’s as good a place as any. And I have a particular friend at Millicent’s who might be able to help your plight.”
As he walked toward the door, Isabella found that her feet refused to move. “Did you say…Millicent’s?”
He paused. “I see you’re familiar with the name.”
“I am.” She swallowed heavily. “Will Ridge be here?”
“It’s hard to say.”
Isabella wasn’t sure what to think of that, but without much choiceexceptto confront Mr. Claymoore should they come face to face, she dared to walk inside.
