Wendy's POV

“What do you mean, Captain?” George asked.

He squirmed, his broad shoulders lifting a bit. “Your Highness, I'm sorry, but the report said there was a really strong cologne smell. It was so strong that it seemed like someone was trying to hide something.”

My thoughts sped up. Cologne. Brittany. It all made sense suddenly, and I felt bad. “Rosina.” I said softly, the name tasting sour. “She's hiding Rosina.”

George's jaw tensed, his eyes flashing with anger. “Brittany is helping her? That tricky...” He stopped, taking a deep breath. “Didn't you search the house carefully, Captain?”

The Captain stood up straight, sounding a bit defensive. “Your Highness,...