Shrouded In Thought (Gilded Age Mysteries Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Jack left shortly after dawn on the first morning train to the city. She followed him on the next. Instead of going to the townhouse, she went straight to the offices of the Gazette, Chicago’s most widely-read newspaper. The Gazette took up a four-story building on the corner of Dearborn and Madison in the heart of the downtown business district. Evangeline went there, at least in part, to perform an errand which was occasionally required but which she found highly distasteful nonetheless—admitting to Freddie that he had been right about something. She had visited him a few times at his office since he made the transition from jurisprudence to journalism, so she had a vague idea of which cramped corner of the bullpen on the third floor he occupied. She braced herself for the usual zoolike sounds of hyena laughter, bird whistles, and cat calls, all of which passed for communication in some odd reporter language she had never quite grasped. Freddie had lately become proficient in the pig grunt variation of that language—a fact which distressed Evangeline greatly.
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