Page 7 of The Silver Spider
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“What are you going to do?” Hatcher asked. He knew her well enough.
“What do you think?”
He shook his head. “Don’t go off all half-cocked, Serephone. I’ll have to tell your mother.”
“Give me a day’s start. You know I can take care of myself.”
His look was measuring. “Even men partner up on a dangerous investigation, Sere.”
“Mother will follow along after the day, and I won’t be alone. Just a day.”
“Then why go alone at all?”
“Have you ever tried to get something done by committee?”
He grimaced, laughed. “Good point. One day, then I tell your Ma. And I’m telling Lord Maddugh you made me. I won’t be a dragon’s roast in this lifetime.”
