His dark brows drew together when he saw Esther tripping toward Buck’s office. He went storming in after her. “Esther, for God’s sake, go home. This is no time for you to be in a place like this! Every yahoo in town is here this morning.” He was back to his usual self, all reckless charm abandoned. Esther almost felt she had imagined that romantic kiss the night before. “Why should I be different from the rest of you? It’s my inn. Sit down, Josh. I was just going to ask Buck to send a footboy after you. You’ve heard about the gold robbery?” “Of course. That’s why I’m here.” “Did the gentleman at the Finance Department in London happen to mention the shipment to you yesterday?” “No, he didn’t. Why do you ask?” “Just curious. I don’t see how else anyone around here learned of it. I thought you might have mentioned it to Meecham last night—inadvertently, of course,” she added hastily as Joshua’s scowl grew to dangerous proportions. “The Scamp must have an accomplice in London,”
