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81: Sleuthing
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World of Tomorrow 82: Solutions
“I’m so relieved the drawing room suites are in a different car from the connecting bedroom suites,” Evelyn sighed as Andrew tipped the car’s valet and closed the door behind the man. “The further we are from those two, the better.” Chuckling, he turned towards her, unbuttoning his suit jacket. “That might be the most venomous thing I’ve ever heard you say, darling.” He folded the jacket and laid it over the back of a chair neatly. “I’m proud of you.” “Well, I’m not.” Removing her own jacket, she laid it over Andrew’s, then slipped her feet out of her shoes. “I can’t believe those two. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone so crude. Even the Hollywood crowds everyone is constantly complaining about aren't as careless about what they say as the Princes. All the insults and snide comments." Her face screwed up into an angry pinch. "And that lecherous staring and pawing. By both of them!I can’t believe they’re accepted in even the basest social circles.” He took a
World of Tomorrow 83: Insults and Injuries
Emerging from their bedroom suite, Evelyn watched as Andrew peeled a generous number of bills off his money clip and handed them to someone just outside the door. “Thank you.” He nodded briefly, then closed their suite door. “Darling,” he smiled, his eyes skimming her from head to toe approvingly as he reached for her waist, “I didn’t hear you come out. Our valet tells me the Princes were involved in a drunken card game until the wee hours with the resident helpful celebrity, Mr. Laurel. Neither have emerged from their suite yet today. Given the amount of alcohol consumed, he’s of the opinion we may not see them until they disembark tomorrow.” Evelyn chuckled, staring up into his handsome face and finding herself getting lost in his eyes, mostly green today with only slight hints of blue. “It’s almost orphic how well you predicted that.” “’Orphic,’ is it?” He grinned broadly at her choice of adjective, greatly appreciating the subtle wit, though he had to adm
World of Tomorrow 84: Retribution
Andrew stared down at Evelyn’s tear-streaked face, his temper rapidly reaching flashpoint. The mark across her cheek was even more prominent closer to the faint light from the overhead lamps. He was sick of men taking advantage of her delicate size. Infuriated that they’d think they ever had the reason or right to strike a woman. More than anything, he was enraged that the woman impacted was the one to which he’d laid his claim. Her slender fingers curled daintily over his harm, pulling gently but insistently. “Mr. Laurel helped me. He pulled Daniel off me. Please, Andrew. Let him go. He’s not responsible for this.” Immediately, his hands relaxed. “Mr. Laurel,” he stepped backwards a pace, drawing Evelyn with him, “my apologies.” Straightening his rumpled clothes as best he could, the actor nodded. “It was an easy misconception. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, at least for the part you witnessed.” He eyeballed Daniel Prince’s limp figure u
World of Tomorrow 85: Deliberation
Andrew wondered if Evelyn suspected anything that had happened, particularly when the train put into the station in Chicago and the Princes disembarked onto the platform. If she did, to her credit, she said nothing. He couldn’t imagine her approving of such vigilante punishment, even on her own behalf, had he told her directly. But he liked to imagine the cold mist in her eyes and the upward tick of one graceful brow was brought on by satisfaction at seeing Daniel Prince trailing along behind his wife and their luggage with a clearly pained gait. Not that it mattered. He’d do it again in an instant if it insured her safety. Like his intuition about the mood of the market, Andrew’s instinct about the foolish and disrespectful Daniel’s mood was crystal clear too. Undoubtedly, they’d encounter the Princes again somewhere in society. Whether Evelyn was officially his wife or not, regardless of her upbringing, she’d be treated with all the respect due her. “Shall we see if there’s a chai
World of Tomorrow 86: Almost Home
“Happy to be home, darling?” Andrew wrapped his arms around Evelyn from behind, standing at the window in their drawing room suite as the train moved slowly up to the platform. “It seems strange now to call it ‘home’,” she admitted. “It feels oddly like I don’t belong anywhere.” “You belong with me,” he replied confidently. “And as quickly as we can manage, I’ll transplant you into some warm, rich California soil and let you put down new roots. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Evelyn sighed deeply, almost contentedly. “It’s another world there.” She turned in his arms, looking up at his strong jaw, and smiling blue eyes sparkling with bright hints of green. “I haven’t figured out who I am there and who I am here seems muddied too.” He studied her face down his narrow nose, then dipped his head and kissed the faint hint of a frown line between her brows. “It will be interesting to spend a few days at the Trust, certainly. We’ve been living a significantly more relaxed life lately. I
World of Tomorrow 87: Party
Startled, Evelyn stumbled backwards into Andrew’s steadying arms. Recovering then, she looked back over her shoulder at him with a grin. “Why you sneaky man!” Andrew laughed outright. “Happy birthday, darling. And I’ll have you know, this was not my idea.” “Of course it wasn’t,” she muttered, knowing full well who’d orchestrated this. “You still took part,” she accused, kneeling as Peter bounded into her arms, his older sister, Sarah following more sedately. “Were you surprised!? Were you surprised!?” Peter demanded, clutching her tightly around the neck. “Why, you saw!” she chided. “I was so surprised I nearly leapt out of my skin and I’m quite certain I’ve ruined both your father’s dancing feet. Mmm. I’m so happy to see you both.” She hugged them both fiercely, kissing their cheeks. “We’ve only been gone a month and look how big you’ve grown!” “Governess is a good cook, Miss Evelyn,” Sarah replied softly. Peter snorted, backing away. “But she doesn’t know how to make chicken no
World of Tomorrow 88: Monday Again
“Are you nearly ready, darling?” Andrew poked his head out of the master bathroom, making the first of the loops to tie his tie. “The nanny tells me she’s fixed breakfast for all of us, which, if my nose is any indicator, thankfully includes coffee.” Pivoting the fine dressing table stool his direction, she met his eyes, mostly green today against the dark blue suit he was wearing. “Yes, nearly.” Feeling rushed amid all the activity, she ran a brush hurriedly through her hair, then reached for hair pins to tuck the silky dark tresses up around her nape. “Do we take the children to school in the morning? Or does the nanny?” “For the moment, she does,” he replied, abandoning the bathroom mirror and hurrying around the bed to the dressing table. Stooping, he started to use the tri-fold mirrors to work on his tie again, stopping when Evelyn rose and took the job over for him. “That may change since we’ve added to her morning burden.” “I’ll make a point to get up earlier tomorrow to help
World of Tomorrow 89: Desperate Straits
“Stop! Stop! Stop!” Evelyn begged, gasping the words and struggling weakly against his chest. “A—Andrew, you’re hurting me!” Cursing, he tipped her gently to her feet. “We can’t stay here, darling. You need help. Immediately.” She clutched at her abdomen, panting at the vague but no longer unbearable pain near her navel that throbbed towards her hips and pelvis and around her back. As he set her on her feet, the pain dulled to a low roar, but she felt so faint and weak, she knew she couldn’t straighten from her doubled over position, let alone walk. Both her arms and legs felt tingly and uncoordinated, like they weren’t fully under her control, and every time the pain surged, she was certain she was going to lose her breakfast. Andrew caught her as she started to slump to one side, kneeling so he could look into her face. “Do you think you can sit down so I can call an ambulance?” “I—don’t—know.” Wavering against him, she closed her eyes and fought a
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