A long carriage ride through the night had been their only option to get to Boulder Point.As attorney general, Michael was able to pull some strings to smooth their path. Before leaving the station, he’d wired the police in Boulder Point to be on the lookout for Ernest Palmer, described as a short, stocky man with thick glasses who was probably traveling with a young woman. The woman was to be warned and taken into safe custody.Romulus could only imagine Stella’s reaction to being detained, but it was better than heading off into the wilderness with a criminal like Ernest Palmer.The rented hack was poorly sprung and the padding on the benches had been matted down long ago, but Romulus welcomed the jarring ride. Anything to get his mind off Stella. All he could do was pray the telegram reached the police department in time to waylay Ernest Palmer. If it didn’t, or if Stella was not with Ernest when Romulus finally arrived in Boulder Point . . . well, it didn’t bear thinking of.
