The Duke Hadn’t Laughed Since the War

in the light and found wanting.

“His,” Pell said, his voice measured, clean, and straightened beside its neighbor as always.

“It was administered to His Late Grace’s rooms by whose direction?”

The silence lasted four seconds. “Mine,” Pell said. “Mine alone.”

Settling the Accounts

It was the answer she had expected, because she had watched him for 11 months continue reading …