The Binghams and their servants maintained camp near the fireplace, speaking in hushed tones, while we stood guard near the doors. We'd pushed the high-backed couch against one exit and tied the wrought iron handles of the other two doors together using rope from Ben's knapsack. We'd rescued three servants from the house, including Trisella. The cook, Albert, had unfortunately been killed in the kitchen. No marks revealed the method of his murder. The woman who'd screamed, Justine, remained missing, though we hadn't searched the whole house, which consisted of two wings. It'd been a few hours since we'd taken refuge in the great room. The Binghams were getting restless, while Ben cautioned them that waiting out the night was our best course of action. I was adjusting the scabbard at my hip when I found Adam Smith at my side. His bulging eyes and large nose gave him the appearance of never being quite comfortable, but I sensed it was something deeper. "Miss Dashkova," he said quietly, so no one else could hear, "I must speak to you about an important matter." "I am your humble servant," I said, inclining my head.
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