She would know the reference, having thought of it herself a number of times in the West End. There were enough fancy tales to whisk a woman away and make her dream of better things than she had. Cinderella was simply the most popular.

"Worked out for you? You were in need of a place like this?" Was he injured or exhausted, as she had heard others admit. Certainly exhaustion was one of the reasons she chose to take the invitation sent to her.

"No, not yet. We have theories." We, but mostly she. Malcolm kept his thoughts largely to himself, but there was no reason to hide her own. It could serve as a warning for the others. "None of them good."