Charlee watched them for a long moment, then returned to the door, adjusting her vest. She smiled to herself, blew her silver whistle once — the signal that the night was finally, strangely, at peace.
Chase leaned in. "The De Tit ruby. It was my mother's." charlee chase belle de tit
"Not tonight, Chase."
Charlee stepped aside. "Make it fast. And don't break the piano." Charlee watched them for a long moment, then
