Warren pushed away from the desk in disgust at how little he knew. He realized he would need to talk to the countess, the newlyweds, and, of course, Krupin. It would have to be in public, and Warren would have to play it smart. Otherwise, he could walk into his own death trap.
Warren stood, his mind suddenly intrigued by an idea, and he searched his ward…
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