Chapter 10. Your Wolf Was Bound by Love

Josie's POV

They had Bea in the steward's office with a guard on the door, like a bank robber.

She was sitting very straight in a hard chair in her flour-dusted apron, and when I came in she gave me the look she'd given the health inspector the day he found a mouse at Cedar Run.

"Don't," she said. "I didn't, and I'm fine, and I don't want a scene."

"Too late."

The office was full. Fitch behind his desk. Two guards. Margot Marsh in the window seat in pale blue, looking upset in a way that suited her. And at the end of the room, saying nothing at all, the queen.

On Fitch's desk, on a white napkin, lay a silver cream jug and six coffee spoons.

"Found in Mrs. Dunlap's apron drawer in the pastry kitchen this afternoo