Page 78 of Suddenly a (The St. Clairs 5)

“You have no idea how to read what’s in them,” she said.

“You’re right. I don’t possess that kind of knowledge.” His smile chilled her. “But you do.”

“I have no desire to interpret anything in them for you. Take me home at once,” she demanded.

“You aren’t going anywhere.” The viscountess leaned over and slapped Mia. “You are going to be our permanent guest. And your inventions are going to make us wealthy.”

She wanted to cradle her stinging face but didn’t want to show any weakness before this pair. Instead, she said, “You are mad to think I would lift a finger to help you. My husband will tear you limb from limb, Morrison.”

“Oh, I think you’ll do whatever we say,” Lady Morrison purred. “Or we’ll set him ablaze as he sleeps. Barricade the doors so he can’t escape. Think of him burning to death. His flesh melting as he screams for mercy.”

Horror filled Mia. She looked at the two monsters before her, knowing they would do exactly as they threatened. She couldn’t risk Hudson’s life. Couldn’t have him murdered at their hands.

“I’ll do whatever you ask.”

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