Chapter 3

Geoffrey clenched the thin letter in his fist, the sharp edges digging painfully into his palm.

For the first time, panic rose in him. Things were slipping out of his control.

He barked out orders, "Seal the city gates! Turn Perlshaw upside down if you have to. Just find her and bring her back!"

'She's definitely hiding, trying to force me to bow my head, to make me confess my mistakes,' Geoffrey thought.

He let out a cold laugh. 'Isabel, you're far too naive. There's no one in this world I can't track down. Nothing I cannot control. You'll be…