the other army families into Kabul? She was always foolishly brave, even more so than her brother, I think.â
Nick tried not to let his bitterness show, but Will was too clever for that.
âYou knew her?â Will asked, tilting his head to study him.
âIntimately. We both agreed it was only for a short while because I wasnât going to be in Kabul long. Sam had introduced us. He grew up in the same parish as the Reeds.â
âSo what does this have to do with me?â
For a moment, Nick stared into the fire. Was it still so difficult for him to believe that Julia had committed treason without him even knowing? âShe was sending British troop information to the Russians.â
Will stiffened. âHow can you accuse a woman of treason, let alone be certain she actually did it?â
Nick hadnât anticipated how difficult it wouldbe to talk about something so personalâand embarrassingâeven to Will. âThe Reeds didnât have much money. They were from an old family whose investments had long ago gone bad. I knew then that she wanted more than someone like me, a mere cousin to nobility, could give her. She took matters into her own hands.â
âAll right, youâve given me motive,â Will said as he stood up to pace, âbut not any proof. I assume you know for certain this happened?â
âOriginally, the word âtreasonâ was whispered by one of my Afghani informants. I knew he was playing both the Russians and us, but he could be useful. I think he was shocked when he realized that a British woman was involved. She sent the information in a coded letter, and he saw her deliver it.â
âAnd you know it was Julia?â
âHe described her perfectlyâhow many women can there be in Kabul with hair so blond as to be almost white? One who would roam the bazaars dressed as a boy?â Nick had been drawn to her independence, to the wild, unfettered way she lived her life, so different from the other European women he knew.
âMaybe she spurned his advances,â Will said thoughtfully, âand heâs decided to punish her.â
Nick shook his head. âShe left a necklace I had given her with a certain Russian officer. I saw it myself.â He didnât want to see the pity in Willâs eyes. Will must have suspected that Nick sympathized with women. Had Will realized Nickâs weakness as an intelligence agent?
âNick, you might be only one of many she bedded,â Will said cautiously. âHow do you know she wasnât simply involved with this Russian?â
Nick refused to allow his emotions to get the better of him, and he hardened his tone. âBecause I traced her accomplice back to England. Heâs here now, ready to testify against her. He gave me one of the letters, and he has the matching code letter. They look innocentâexcept for little blobs of ink, certain letters filled in, as if someone just randomly scribbled on them. She would send two letters, by two different routes, and you could not read the code until both letters were side by side. The accomplice will give me the matching code letter when I reach Leeds and get him to safety. Heâs afraid sheâs going to have him killed for what he knows.â
Will leaned back into his chair, his expression wary. âBut why now? This all happened over a year ago.â
âItâs taken me a long time to track this man down. But the main impetus is that my lovely Julia has made a good match for herself. Sheâs supposed to marry the Duke of Kelthorpe.â
When Will gave a low whistle, Nick scowled and said, âI canât let a traitor to England marry into one of the highest families in the landâhell, the groom is a distant cousin to the queen!â
His outburst sounded loud even to his ownears, and the silence that followed was awkward. He was making this assignment too personal, and he had to get past