Medicine

"You are quite skilled at finding people," Emberline said after the pause that settled between the two.

"I know a few people, they owe me some favours" Nicholas said with a general neutrality.

"Favours find you people?" Emberline questioned again.

"Somewhat," he said. "Though they aren't much use in many of my needs"

"Such as?"

"Mr Michael Linton's murderer," Nicholas said with a sort of sing-song tone that unnerved Emberline.

"Your brother?" She made another inquiry.

"The true heir to the Linton name" Nicholas announced.

Emberline felt herself silence in his face, she had no snide remarks to make about this, she felt nothing but pity for him. More than he did.

"When did it happen?" Emberline inquired, she could barely decipher how to approach the topic.