Truly, she shouldn’t be surprised. When one came and left town as quickly as he was known to do, a solid home overlooking a park wasn’t likely. And in his line of work, he most likely didn’t wish to announce his whereabouts while in town. It was odd, though. In all of their time together, he’d never discussed his accommodations. Did some part of her believe he was made of smoke and vanished into the night when he wasn’t with her? Evangeline shook off the thought as she looked out the carriage window. Ash was talented, but not to that extent. Her carriage rolled to a stop outside the hotel where the Duke of Kilburn had said he was residing, and she blinked up at the large structure. The Humpleby Hotel took up the entire block. She’d never entered a hotel before today, and she’d rushed out without her maid like a complete ninny. “Mother would fall over in a dead faint if she knew I was at a hotel to find a duke—alone,” Evangeline muttered to herself as she stepped down from the carriage.
