It was simple to flag a hansom, dressed as we were, though I think the driver was shocked by my close up appearance and even more so by the fact the 'man' with me was a woman.
As we rumbled along after Josephine's order of, "Take us to Lord Brindle," I studied my new companion with great curiosity.
"You're a sorcerer," I said. "What is your specialty?" According to Jack, she should have one.
She smiled with great amusement. "I would think that much is obvious."
Her attitude stirred my temper again, but I took a moment and, when I did, realized the answer for myself.
"Metal," I said.
"And you arrived at this how?" She tapped her fingers on the seat beside her, still smiling.
I wasn't in the mood to be tested or treated like a child. "You would do well to show me some respect," I snap
