Catherine called Duncan Wesley, Alexander's assistant. If someone could locate Bernice quickly, it could be him. He had all sorts of connections.
"Mr. Wesley," she said, her voice shifting instantly, smooth and composed despite the urgency beneath it. "I'm sorry to disturb you, but I need a location trace on Bernice Watson. She left the Remington estate in Meridon about an hour ago. I need her location immediately."
There was no hesitation on the other end.
"Is this related to your research, Miss Preston?" Duncan asked.
Relief flickered through her.
"Yes," she replied. "Jonathan Vale might act. Possibly Dorian Blackwood as well. I can contact Alexander if—"
"That won't be necessary, Miss," Duncan cut in, still polite, but quicker now. "I'll handle it."
The line ended shortly after.
Catherine stared at her phone for a moment, faintly puzzled by the speed of his response, but she let it go. Perhaps Alexander was occupied. Perhaps this was simply being handled efficiently.
