“Then give it back voluntarily,” Klara said, her voice low and even. “Return the Star to the Trust, and I’ll make sure her name never appears in any report. The earl is the one I want.”

“I make it my business to know the names of people who want to take things from me.” Georgina tapped the beaded bag. “You’re here for the red pebble, aren’t you?”

Klara’s smile didn’t waver, but her pulse ticked up. “I’m flattered you’ve heard of me.”

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