Johnathon was beginning to get very frustrated with this whole thing. Cassie had completely slipped out of their net so to speak and now he had to go hunting again for the blasted woman, this time in a town further away on the hopes she'd gone to go stay with Thomas fellow. What kind of person went to live at a gardener's place? He shuddered at the thought, imagining a ramshackle cottage in the middle of nowhere. Luckily Isabelle had managed to find an address but he would make certain she wasn't there rather than just enquire by mail. After all the man would be suspicious, not to mention probably knew who Johnathon was.
The men opposite him waited patiently, hands by their side as Johnathon regarded them both. They came highly recommended by a certain well associate of his and were prep
