Chapter 49
Terry caught up with Kate as she entered the walled castle gardens. A stout wall of stonework bounded the garden. It stood a story high and looked as if it had done so for a thousand years.
He didn’t speak, simply kept her company as she stormed up the narrow gravel pathways between overflowing planting beds. The damn garden was efficient without being….tightass. Gentle nightlights lit pathways without interfering with the starlight from above. They did love their gardens. Vivienne Jacquard had given him an earful about his agents not being allowed in here without an escort who “understood what was what.”
Well, she was dead and Kate looked as if she needed a friend.
She finally careened to a halt near the middle of the garden. It was a crazy mix of growing things in beds, bo
