Chapter 143

Violet looked up past the paper, almost as if the men knew the vital information she had just discovered. But on they chatted, none the wiser. Still, Violet acted quickly. Tearing out the article in full, she folded it small and stuffed it down her shirt. Hearst and his men were liable to search her pockets before moving on, even though she spent her day in a cell.

“All right Miss Donovan.” Hearst announced his arrival as he approached Violet’s door, the ring of keys jingling in his gauzed-up hand. “Time to get a move on.”

“Think I can use the facilities before we take off?”