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“He’s so very good,” I added softly.

“He’s a profound maestro.” She sighed. “Well, he was.”

“He’s not leaving here. This is what he wants.”

She looked me up and down. “Like you have any say.”

“Tilley?” Danton stirred and peered through one eye. “What are you doing here?”

She sat beside him on the edge of his bed. “I’ve been so worried about you, Danton. You didn’t return my calls.”

He pushed himself up. “Scarlet, can you close the curtains, please?”

I ran over to the window and pulled them shut.

“Why are you here?” He looked past her at the men. “Who are they?”

“They’re with me.”

“We agreed there would be no fuss.”

She threw me a sharp glance. “You need to be in a place where people know how to care for you.”

“Please tell them to leave.”

The two men moved closer to the bed.

“Would you like to get some fresh air?” asked Tilley.

My gut wrenched at her deceit.

“Then will you give me some peace?” Weakly, Danton swung his legs over the bed and waved off any help. “I can manage.”

In a flurry of activity, Danton was pulled out of bed and placed in the wheelchair.

“Danton?” I said in a panic, realizing he didn’t understand what was happening.

Tilley glared at me. “Give us some privacy.”

“It’s okay, Scarlet” said Danton, trying to reassure me. “She’s my sister. Go make us something to eat. We have that salmon. There’s more than enough.”

With Tilley leading the way, he was wheeled out of the room and down the corridor.

I followed them out. “This is not what he wants. Please, listen to him.”

When they reached the top of the stairs, Danton was lifted out of the wheelchair and carried the rest of the way down.

“Danton, they’re taking you away from here.”

“We’re just getting some fresh air.” He reached back for me but I was too far away. “Walk with us. Tilley, you should see the garden. Scarlet’s helped me keep it up.”

At the bottom of the staircase, they placed him back into the wheelchair and he was pushed through the foyer.

And out through the front door.

Trembling, I grabbed at Tilley’s arm.

She stopped suddenly and stared at me. “I’m having his will voided. He’s not of sound mind.”