The Queen stood.
"Bullshit."
That wasn't the response I'd expected. She still looked calm, but there was an edge in her voice now. A sharpness that hadn't been there before.
"Justice, you say?" She stepped down from the platform and slowly approached me. "That wasn't justice."
I didn't answer.
"And you," she continued, "had enough courage to go looking for information about my brother, your headmaster."
Well, shit. That was exactly what I had been afraid of. So she had found out I was trying to determine whether Mr. Marble had really been with them that day in the Circle. That noble woman I had run into before, the one with the endless libido, must have told her about me. Great. That was not good.
"I only wanted to cross his name off the list," I said. "I wasn't accusing him of anything, or…"
