Chapter ONE - Weebly

“I don’t believe so. I came here the night Abner
Berson hired me to look for his daughter’s brooch, and
I asked Mister Derne a few questions. And then I
asked him a few more questions yesterday at his
wharf.”
“And here you are again today.”
“Yes. Here I am.”
Geoffrey raised an eyebrow. “Cyrus Derne is a
wealthy man. And we both know that wealth buys far
more than a fine house and nice things. He has
impressed upon representatives of the Crown that he
wants you kept away from him and his family.”
“So you came to his house as a representative of the
Crown?” Ethan asked.
“I came to him as a friend. I shouldn’t have to tell
you that the events of the past few days have alarmed
those of us who still profess loyalty to His Majesty King
George the Third.” He looked sidelong at Ethan. “I also
should not have to tell you that you would be wise to
avoid men like Samuel Adams and Peter Darrow.”
Ethan stared at him. “Am I being followed,
Geoffrey?”