She hadn’t taken it, of course.What use had she of such a thing?It might fetch a pretty penny, but no one would believe she hadn’t stolen it from King.
And no one in his right mind would risk his wrath.
“So then…” She told herself to stay silent.“Why did Tracker think…”
“Oh, Tracker seems to think that King has some code of ethics when it comes to innocents.”Loula laughed like the thought was preposterous.
Because it was, Kitty knew.She’d overheard enough talk in his home.She knew the sort of business he ran.And there were no morals involved.
That was fine by her, because that was the world they lived in.
It was what had led her here.
Loula reached for her chin and gripped it before tugging out the pins holding her hair up.Almost absently, she added with a sigh, “As if anyone in Vestry Lane is innocent.”