Murder on the Rocks (A Lady Hardcastle Mystery #13)

I unpacked for Lady Hardcastle before settling into my own room. She didn’t need me to, but it gave us a chance to talk privately about the fort and our weekend companions while I fussed about. And, honestly, I quite enjoyed doing things for her.

With that little task done, I secured her agreement that I could have first dibs on the bathroom opposite our rooms – we had decided, unilaterally, that it was ‘our’ bathroom – and settled in for a soak.

It was good to wash off the travelling dust and I felt much invigorated by the time I dried myself and padded across the corridor to my room.

I had so far given no thought to the fact that, despite the chilly February weather, the fort was warm and cosy.