After a few minutes, Ella came back out with the last dress for Dave to fix, and a grim look on her face.
"That girl is a real piece of work. This one has a bunch of fresh scars from past attacks, and a cracked rib. I suggest that the other girl immediately be ejected from the event.
Possibly without an announcement, if you get my meaning."
"Alright, I will take care of it. Do you know the name of the man that she has been accused of trying to steal?"
"Dean McAllister of Cleowey. Would you like to clarify things with him first?"
Dominic nodded. "Just to be sure that his version of things matches."
"Remember, the one down here is Amira of Staptontave, the other is Jennifer of Darden."
"Got it. I'll go do that now, and then find our wayward bully."
Dominic went back upstairs, looking for Dean. He knew who the man was, but had only spoken to him a few times. He was the son of a Baron, the sixth or seventh, if he remembered right.
