He is a talker, and needs no questioning before he speaks. —Euripides c. 485-406 B.C. “That is true of everyone at Rosecrest,” Lord Thompson replied. “Anyone could have looked at the glassware and located Henry’s snifter.” Knighton leaned against the bookshelves and nodded. “If they had a motive.” “Miss Howard had no motive. Her family has been friends with the Crowleys for years, particularly after Lord Howard passed away.” “I see. So Miss Howard is without the protection of a father?” Thompson’s long, thin face turned a rich burgundy. His brows pressed down over his gray eyes. “She is not without protection.” “Has someone taken the place of her father? Did her mother remarry? I wasn’t aware of that.” “No. Don't play the fool. You understand my meaning perfectly.” “I’m afraid I don’t, given my earlier conversation with her.”
