le was long enough

that Victoria had picked out. It was three sizes too big and ou

t the head. Art

dra. Tell us. Did you finish high school? O

ur slammed his h

ctoria said, swirling her wine. She looked at

he main course. She held it like a sh

ay in disgust. "An

ther," Eleanor whis

spoke in rapid, fluent French. "Bring me another bottle. This one tas

orry. I forgot you don't

eeks, to lull them into a false sense of security. But Victoria's cruelty, her father's calculation, Archibal

h. She looked up.

e guttural, rhythmic slang of the Marseille docks. "The wine is vinegar because it was corked. You can tell by the s

into the room. T

h fell open. "W

efraction index is wrong. It's glass. High-quality glass, but

pale. He had been siphoning money from

slowly. He looked at Ves

. She grabbed her wine glass an

to the left. The red wine sailed past her

said. "On the str

er. He wasn't angr

Archibal

fit of senile rage, he swung it acro

or sc

uck. She raised

wa

but her grip was iron. She stopped

gth of the cane, straig

reatened," Vesper said

he yanked the cane from

gently on

Vesper stood up. "I'

f the room. Her

t it, exhaling sharply. She had shown too much. She had let t

bed. Someone had

here was a folde

open

nnais, not Marseil