A Sanctuary for Soulden by J.A. Rock EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Crauford was an idiot, but if there was one thing the Right Honourable
Philip Winthrop, Viscount Soulden, had learned in the past few years
it was that if a fellow wished to be taken for an idiot, it was best to surround
himself with true idiots. And so he nodded and hummed and listened as
Crauford recounted, in tedious detail, a game of whist he’d played with his
sister last night, where she’d thoroughly trounced him. He still sounded
mildly surprised by the fact, though Soulden wasn’t, because this was at
least the hundredth time he’d heard a variation of this exact story: Crauford
was an idiot, but his sister clearly wasn’t. She was milking him dry, the
clever thing.
Soulden sipped his port and studied the paper hangings in the Blue
Room of the Bucknall Club, and let Crauford drone on like a summer-drunk
wasp caught against a windowpane.
A young gentleman with a face like thunder stormed into the Blue
Room, and Soulden pasted on a smile. “Good day, Wally.”
“It’s Warry,” the young man said through clenched teeth.
Even Crauford reared back at Warry’s murderous expression.
“Ah,” Soulden said. “Are you certain?”
If Warry was here, then Hartwell oughtn’t be too far behind. Soulden
hoped he would appear very soon and rescue him, because despite
pretending not to recall the fellow’s name, not only did Soulden know
exactly who he was, he also knew exactly what this was about.
“I am quite certain!” Warry did not take a seat. He stood in front of
Soulden and stared down at him. “My cousin, Mr. Morgan Notley, has been
missing from London these past five days, and I have been told by a reliable
source that you sent him and Mr. Rivingdon to Gretna Green!”
A reliable source? Soulden had been very careful not to get involved.
He’d even employed a go-between for the witnesses, so that word didn’t get
back. So how on earth had—Lord, of course. Gale. Infuriatingly clever
Christmas Gale, who knew absolutely everything about anyone within
moments of meeting them, thanks to his freakish brain. Hell, he’d probably
known exactly what Soulden was going to do before Soulden had.
Notley and Rivingdon had been thorns in his side since the start of the
Season, pursuing him with the tenacity of wolves tracking their prey, and
when the perfect opportunity had cropped up for Soulden to rid himself of
both of them in one fell swoop, he’d grasped at it. And perhaps the cynic
inside him said it would all end in tears—who knew as well as Soulden how
a marriage born in youthful optimism between friends could end bitterly?—
but perhaps Notley and Rivingdon, as ridiculous as they both were, would
actually find some happiness together. He might not believe it, but he could
hope for it.
He didn’t let his vacant smile slip for even a moment. “I’m afraid I
don’t know what you’re talking about, Wally. I don’t believe I even know
anyone called Notlingdon.”
“You—” Warry began to pluck at the fingers of his glove. “You are a
rake and a cad, sir!”
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