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WITH a bound Detective Mitchell was by the footman's side; a click, and handcuffs dangled from his wrists. It seemed a useless precaution, as Murray evinced no desire to be troublesome but sat and regarded them with a sardonic grin.
"What's the charge? " he demanded, ignoring Anthony's presence at his other elbow.