Page 9 of The Twelve Days of Love

“Papa always says that if a person tries his best, that’s all you can do.” She looked beseechingly at the detective. “Promise me you’ll do your best.”

“I promise, my lady.” Looking to Luke, the runner added, “I understand this means a great deal to you and your daughter, my lord. Are you leaving town for the country?”

“Yes, tomorrow we return to Fairhaven.”

“Then I will send a monthly report to you there. Even if I have nothing to report, you’ll hear from me and know I’m on the case.”

Luke stood and offered his hand. “Thank you, Mr. Blumer.”

They left the Bow Street office and Lucy said, “Of all the papas in the world, I am glad you are mine.”

He smiled, love for this child washing through him. “And I am happy you chose to be our daughter, Lucy Love.”

As they climbed into the hansom cab, Boy watched from the alley across the street.

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