Slipping out of bed he crossed the room and opened the door with a scowl, “What the blasted hell do you want this early Raleigh?”“There was an attack on Lady Amelia last night Your Grace, someone tried to shoot her in the Somerset garden very late last night My Lord. His Grace sent just sent word, the entire household is in high alert! The Somerset brothers are waiting for you at the duke’s home, shall I call a carriage up?” “Shite! Is she okay? Yes, of course, but just saddle me up a horse, I’ll get there faster!” He asked, turning and running to his bathroom. “She is alive, the bullet grazed her head Sir, an few centimeters and our dear Lady Amelia would no longer be with us. I’ll get your stallion brought about immediately, go on and change young man, quickly now.” He older, smart mouthed, witty majordomo stated as he closed the door and went downstairs to call wake up the stable hands. Tossing on a fresh shirt and pants, he slid his boots on and buttoned his shirt as his heart pounded, “Someone must have seen her yesterday morning, the killer knows who she is!
