I Killed Him – pt 8

Chapter Eight Captain Grant Hartford was attempting to move about his study in an upright position. Having his trousers fully closed compelled him to walk stooped over so that the fabric didn’t chafe against his injured manhood. If marrying Margaret Hale was now definitely out of the question, he felt like killing her. Tomorrow he would return to his barracks and resume his duties. His manservant knocked on his door and entered. “A Detective Boyle to see you, sir.” “A Detective?” “Yes, sir. Shall I show him in?” “Yes, by all means.” Hartford didn’t like the sound of this, but … Read more