Chapter 100

“Safer, too,” Sam said, thinking of the raids that had taken place in London over the last few years. He looked down as his feet as they walked on the deep red carpet. “I’m glad we are speaking again,” he said quietly.

“Me, too.” Tristan didn’t look at him, he stared at the carpet, too.

They walked the rest of the way in silence until they reached the parlour and all of them wandered in. The room had been set up for cards and several members of the group were arranging themselves in groups.

“Do you play?” Tristan asked.

Sam looked around the room. “I’ve no taste for it. I prefer to keep hold of what little money I have. This is how I got into difficulty in the first place.”

“Of course. I’m sorry.”

Tristan moved closer, making Sam’s heart beat faster. He could feel the warmth from his body. “Let’s retire,” he said softly.

“What about…” Sam nodded to the rest of the room.

“I somehow doubt they would care.”