Friday, December 19, 2014

Viscount Breckenridge to the Rescue-Chapters Two and Three: They Form a Plan


When the chapter opens, Heather is lying on on a bed in an inn in Knebworth. Which is apparently a real town name. She assesses her situation so we can learn what it is. The kidnappers in general look very believable as well as smart. Oh, and Fletcher has a forged letter from Heather's “father” telling them to bring his daughter home. So, a piece of paper and a man's voice against a woman's means that she can be kidnapped. Just so we're all on the same page about this.

Anyway, back in the present, the lady kidnapper, Martha, is in the room with Heather, in a different bed. Martha helped Heather out of her dress to sleep in. Then Martha locked the door, put the key in her pocket, spread all of the clothes out on her bed, and lay down on them. Of course, it was at this point that Heather realized that she was in a thin slip and even thinner stockings, so if she did manage to escape, she'd be pretty much naked.

That sounds like a good entrance line for a guy. There's a noise at the window and a man-shaped shadow. Heather wraps a blanket around herself before going over to it. Oh, hello Tim. Nice to see you at the window. Or, it is for Heather. Once she sees him there, her panic vanishes. Martha snores when she sleeps, and she snores through this whole exchange. I don't think she's really asleep, but that's just me.

Anyway, Tim asks the intelligent questions that we've already answered, and then tries to get Heather out of there. He's always trying to get her to leave places. Rude. She mentions that she's pretty much naked under the blanket she's wrapped around her and Tim's interest definitely peaks. See what I did there? Anyway, Heather also argues that she won't leave her sisters and cousins under this same threat until she figures out what it is. Once she figures that out, she'll escape and if Tim is around, he can help her with that. She had tried to send him back with a message to her family, but he already took care of that. Then Heather realizes that Tim might want to just haul her out of there, but she, again, threatens to scream, so Tim leaves her be. He'll keep following her to help when she does decide to escape. Oh, and they'll have to meet every night before then. You know, to plot and stuff. Tim even says he'll hire a maid once she escapes so their return journey won't be a scandal.

Agreed, Heather closes the window and heads to bed. I'm glad we get the narration that Tim doesn't look at her when she takes off the blanket to get into her bed. Otherwise I would have wondered. Then he climbs down the wall and heads off to the inn where he's gotten a room for the night, thinking about what he'll have to change to be more inconspicuous. Oh, he also thinks about how he realizes that family is super important because, as nearly as I can tell, he was adopted into his. Heather, meanwhile, is very glad to see that he climbed down the wall unhurt. She totally doesn't like him, not at all, but it's good that he's around.

Yeah, that's it. This chapter was 9 pages long.

Chapter Three

The next day, Martha gives Heather the round dress they bought for her and Heather manages to snag her scarf from the maid as well. I'm not sure what a round dress is, but I'm assuming it's more of an everyday dress, as opposed to the party dress Heather had been wearing. Anyway, they get on the road again and Heather hopes that Tim gets up early enough to follow them. She also decides to behave like she's not going to try anything. Because that will make it easier to try something later. Oh, she also gets a chance to grab a horse and ride South back to London, but she doesn't take it for the reasons she told Tim. Also, a woman alone on horseback wasn't really a good idea.

So, as the miles slip away in the carriage, Heather asks them questions. They won't tell her where they're taking her, but she knows it's further north. They have a contact who helps line up these jobs for them and they met the guy who's paying them for this in a bar in Glasgow. I learned a word here. Apparently, the term for someone from Glasgow is Glaswegian, which is kind of awesome. Anyway, Heather wonders if they're making a run for the border with her, but they won't tell her that much. Oh, also they won't double cross their employer for double the money because, firstly it's bad for their rep, and secondly they're kind of in awe of their employer. Heather figures it's because he's super buff or something. Seems legit.

Eventually, they stop for lunch in Stretton. While Martha and Heather go inside, the guys stay outside and stare at the road. Heather asks Martha about this and she replies that they're making sure no one followed them. Heather is concerned, but eventually the guys come inside and report that no one is following them. Hah. So, a little while later, Tim walks in and sits at the booth just behind the male kidnappers. So, Heather does a whiny, scared girl act implying that something in the North terrifies her and gets them to say where they're stopping for the night. Which she repeats. Twice.

In the yard outside, Heather sees Tim in not his normal clothes and she also sees him leave. Hey, as long as they stop where Fletcher said they would, he may as well get there first. Heather's group leaves a bit later and she reflects on how her nemesis has turned into her savior, a thought that makes her want to laugh.

Then we switch to Tim's POV. He raced ahead of Heather's group and he trades horses at Newark-on-Trent. While they're getting the horses ready for him, he goes to a tailor and gets two more disguises made. Thinking ahead. Good idea. So he's gets to the bar/inn in the town where Heather is stopping for the night early. There's a wooden partition so he can't see anyone in the foyer and they can't see him, but he can hear them, for example when Heather and her captors get there. Heather manages to convince them to let her take a brief walk with Martha. She's supposed to be kept in good shape, and that involves stretching her legs. Tim enjoys her wit now that he's not on the receiving end of it.

While Heather is on her walk, she thinks of how she's going to convince Tim that she doesn't need to leave yet. She knows that whatever her opinion, if he thinks she's in danger, he will get her out of there, which is kind of comforting. Anyway, she marshals her arguments while she and Martha walk and, on the way back to the inn, she sees Tim, but just for a second. When she looks away, he pulls a Batman and disappears.

So, plot point, the doors at this inn don't have locks. Heather convinced them to give her a cloak, to keep her warm at night, so when she slips out of her room, she wraps that around herself and ties it in place with her scarf. It leaves her ankles and calves exposed, but she's not super worried about that since she has stockings on. And it's not like she has a choice anyway. So, while she's slipping through the hallway, she collides with someone, who crushes her to him and smothers her cry before she can make it. Then he curses and she realizes it's Tim. Oh. Well then. That makes her super relived, which makes her tense up all over again. The two of them argue a little, there's a little sexual tension, then Tim ushers her to his room. It's the only place they can have privacy for a conversation. ...or other things.

Once they make it to his room, where he left a lamp burning dimly, he sees what she's wearing and stops himself from cursing again. The only place to sit is on the bed. So, Tim pulls back the coverlet, directs her to sit down, and throws the coverlet over her once she's sat. Thank God he covered up her ankles and calves. They were so distracting. I'm glad that Ms. Laurens has Tim criticizing himself in the next paragraph. He's seen lots of women nekked, so it doesn't make sense that some legs would bother him. Unless, you know, they're Heather's.

He sits on the bed, with plenty of space between them, and asks what she's learned. Heather tells him. Oh, the employer gave a false name, McKinsey, so that's how I'll refer to him for now. Because I really have no idea who the guy in the prologue was besides the son of a revenge-filled jerk. Anyway, Tim still wants her to leave and she still won't. They're under orders not to harm her, so she'll probably be fine. Oh, Heather also says that when she escapes, she can always hide behind Tim. “God knows you're large enough.” Thank you?

Anyway, Tim is super concerned about her safety, but he can't argue with her logic and he isn't going to carry her off by force. ...from her kidnappers. He'd be trying to kidnap the girl they've rightfully stolen. Anyway, he says they can do this “letting Heather be kidnapped” thing for another day, but he asks her to promise to run away as soon as she learns what she needs to. She agrees to give him a sign so they can meet and talk as soon as she learns what she needs to. He notices the difference but decides not to push it.

Then she gets out of his bed and starts walking to the door. The book mentions that Tim keeps his gaze on her face as he stops her to check that the hallway is clear. Wow. The power of a pair of ankles and a bit of calf. Anyway, he walks her back to her room, makes sure that Martha isn't awakened by Heather's reappearance, and heads back to his room. He slips out of his clothes and slides into bed...which smells overwhelmingly like Heather. He wants her really badly, by the way. I'm not sure why he doesn't just masturbate, but maybe that's not a thing they did back then. Or this is a romance novel and it's no fun to decrease the tension. Anyway, to distract himself, Tim thinks about how he'll try to blend in and deal with Heather on a logical level. The chapter ends on him thinking that this is no ordinary kidnapping.

So, these two have been crossing verbal swords for forever and Heather, at least, seems to think it's going to be very difficult for her to marry. Since Tim is also unmarried, I assume he has a similar opinion. Is anyone else nerdy enough to see the parallel with Much Ado about Nothing? It's not a very large parallel, really, but it amuses me anyway.

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