C90 CHAPTER90

At night.

"It's over, it's completely over," Emily paced the room, wringing her hands. "I warned you that provoking them was a bad idea, but you wouldn't listen!"

Devon took a leisurely sip of his tea. "What's the rush?"

"How can you ask that?" Emily's voice was tinged with panic. "You haven't seen the Viscount's Mansion! It's like a fortress, three layers deep