Chapter Forty



“Mr. Culpert, would you mind passing the rolls?”

“Please, call me Peter.”

So it was the weekend, and the cozy and sparse apartment was suddenly full of guests. There were Bryony and Eddie, and they had invited Syrina and Rikki-Tikki over, as well, and Peter Culpert—the man who wanted more than anything to murder Bryony—was their guest of honor.

“Thank you so much for saving her life,” Syrina said, clasping both of Peter’s hands with her own. “I can’t imagine what would have happened if you hadn’t been there.”

Yes, thank goodness I was stalking her from the bushes, Peter thought.

“Yes, thank goodness I was jogging just then,” he said aloud. “What a remarkable coincidence.”

Rikki-Tikki snorted. “Nah, it wasn’t a coincidence. Death sort of has a thing for Bryony, if you know what I mean, and we’re all set up like chess players to thwart it sometimes.”

Peter tilted his head to the side and looked at Rikki-Tikki. “Death has a thing for her? Whatever do you me
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