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one’s more than willing, if you want a
    swap.”
    “Oh, I fancy him, sir.” Before Dredmore could accept
    the off er, I turned and linked my arms round his neck. “I
    just take a little while to warm up.”
    I swung a leg over his, straddling him much as he had
    done to me last night, which allowed me to hide the hand
    I slipped between our bodies. I slid my fi ngers between
    his legs, taking secure hold of his testicles before I put my lips next to his ear.
    “Tell him you’re pleased with me,” I warned, “or I’ll
    squeeze until your eyes pop out your ears.”
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    Th e grip I had on him demanded immediate
    obedience, but Dredmore only turned his head to brush
    his mouth across mine.
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Chapter Five
    I couldn’t believe Dredmore was kissing me while I had
    my fi st round his stones, and he took advantage of my
    shock by seizing my wrist and dragging my hand up so
    that I was gripping his shaft. When I jerked he held me
    fast and looked over my shoulder.
    “Tonight I must hold on to my Prudence,” he told the
    drunk. He looked into my eyes. “Whatever it costs me.”
    His play on words brought another round of laughter
    from the men, but I dug my nails into him.
    “We should perhaps go to our room,” I suggested
    through my teeth, “so that you can begin to pay for your
    pleasures.”
    “An excellent suggestion.” He released my wrist,
    clamped his hands on my waist, and stood with me still
    on him. Th e unexpected movement forced me to cling to
    him as he strode out of the room and into the hall, where
    he did not put me down but continued on to the Amber
    Room.
    “Don’t you think you’re carrying this a little too far?” I
    asked as he entered and kicked the door shut behind us.
    “I mean, I’m not a native. Saving my life doesn’t mean
    you now own me.”
    “Walsh has men out searching for you.” He set me
    down and went to the window to check the street. “If I
    could fi nd you, so can they. We have to go, now.”
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    “I am not—”
    He came to me, seized my shoulders, and shook me
    hard. “For once in your life, you daft twit, listen to me.
    Th at snuff mage wasn’t the only one sent after you. And
    what Walsh’s men did to your fl at is what they were told
    to do to you . When they learn that you’re here—and they will—they’ll come for you.”
    I wrenched out of his grip and folded my arms. “Let
    them. Rina has Wrecker.”
    “Walsh has twenty Wreckers out there tonight,”
    Dredmore said. “Th ey’ll surround the place, put a few
    guards on the outside doors, and cut the kneecapper’s
    throat. Th en they’ll look for you, Charmian, and they’ll
    take their time. Especially with the women.”
    Bile rose in my throat, and I swallowed against it. “I’ll
    call Rumsen Main and speak to Inspector Doyle. He’ll
    send his men over to protect the house.”
    “His superiors won’t permit it,” he told me.
    “I’ll tell him what you told me—”
    “Walsh owns the police commission; he’ll already
    have warned them to stay out of his way.” Dredmore
    sighed. “Even if your friend Doyle found a few survivors
    tomorrow, the commissioner would be more inclined to
    give Walsh a medal for cleaning up a disgrace to the city.”
    Almira came in carrying a tray with a bottle of
    champagne and a silver bowl piled high with strawberries.
    “We’ve trouble downstairs,” she said as she thumped
    down the tray. “Two blokes with a warrant, wanting you,
    Kit. Th ey say they’re Yard but they look like fi sts for hire.”
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    “So you should have no problem telling them I’m not
    here,” I suggested.
    “Th e warrant’s for a search of the place,” the cook
    told me, “and Rina’s had