Chapter ONE - Weebly

knew, which meant that everyone else who mattered
soon would as well. Besides, he wouldn’t have traded
the look on Fergus Derne’s face for anything.
“Well … I…” The older man turned to his son for
help, his cheeks crimson.
“Can we speak of this outside, Mister Kaille?”
Cyrus asked, indicating a door at the back of the
warehouse that opened onto the wharf.
“That would be fine.”
“I shouldn’t be long,” the younger Derne told
Deblois. He gestured for Ethan to follow and led him to
the door.
Once outside, they walked a short distance from the
building so that they would be beyond the hearing of
anyone standing by the door. Derne pulled his coat
tighter around his shoulders and glowered at Ethan.
“Now then,” he said, halting and drawing himself up
to his full height. “What’s so important that it couldn’t
wait until this evening?”
“I want to know why you lied to me the other night.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Derne
said. He sounded indignant, but his gaze slid away.