Red leaned over to ask Richard the hour for the tenth time. Both of them were ansy with their plans. Any minute now, Mitts will burst through that window and blow them all to-
“Kate, this is Lady Durton.” Richard shoved her to an old woman.
“Oh, Lady Durty-”
“Durton.” She corrected.
“My, isn’t that what I said? You are having a fine party. Completely dry!” Red said ever so sweetly.

“You are doing a great job.” Richard whispered sarcastically. Red noticed a few suspicious soldiers in all corners.
“You aren’t thinking of something daft, are you, dearest?” She kissed him, just as Mitts and the crew broke through the window. Red fell in among them. “It’s where old loyalties lie, dear Richard!” She laughed uproariously.
“Oh, Kate, I completely understand. Lilith.” Lilith separated herself from the crew as Red’s jaw dropped.
“You knew.” Her lips barely moved.
“Ha. You thought it was hard? It’s easy to outsmart a woman.” Richard sneered. “Especially one like you.” He added quietly.