“Please, have a seat.”
“Oh, what a handsome dog. Such an intelligent look.” Tovarich let out a woof. “But then such a dog would be invaluable to a clever detective such as yourself.”
“You think I’m clever?” Lucas said. “You’re in need of the services of a detective?”
“I am. A family heirloom has gone missing. A sword. It should take only a few days of your time to recover it. I would be grateful.” She batted her eyes. “I would be very grateful.”
“Tell me more,” Lucas Stanton said. How long could it take to find a missing sword? And the young lady would be very grateful.