At Her Service (Swords Of Passion) - Plot & Excerpts
“Stand aside, Elise.” When she blinked at him but complied, he tore the covers back from Alphonse’s body. The frail man wore his night linen, his thin legs spread askew on the bedding. Simon bent over him, cupped his head and turned him this way and that. No marks appeared on his face or throat. But Simon, knowing there were more ways to kill a man than to beat him, opened the poor man’s mouth wider and smelled his breath. No air came forth, but an acrid smell lingered. Simon reared back and, with loathing for the deed so recently done, told Elise his finding. “Alphonse was poisoned.” “Nay.” The shock sent her back a pace. “I have no proof, save the fetid odour in his mouth. But he is gone by someone’s foul hand.” He spun to face Katani. “Did you see anyone come in here?” The little man nodded. Then he made motions that two men had come, talked with Alphonse and bent over the bed. “If ever I wished you had a voice,” Simon told him, “it should be now. What else?”
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