Page 117 of Dangerous Remedy
‘You think he’ll buy it?’
Ada pursed her lips. ‘All too easily.’
‘It’s risky…’ Camille’s mouth twisted down as she thought it through.
‘It’s where I can be useful. I want to take the risk.’
Camille hesitated, then nodded and squeezed Ada’s hand. ‘Rip them apart.’
She grinned. ‘With pleasure.’
‘I’m coming with you, Ada,’ said Guil.
Ada gave a tight smile in thanks.
Guil fetched some of the supplies they’d stashed in the garret before. Al changed clothes and gave Guil back his uniform. Camille pocketed the money. Ada paused by the window overlooking the city. It seemed impossible that she’d been shot down in a hot air balloon over the prison only days ago. And was now agreeing to – suggesting – another ridiculous, risky plan.
But it was the right thing to do. She saw what was happening and she was going to do something. It felt good.
She caught Camille’s arm as she passed, pulling her in and kissing her lips.
‘Be safe. Just because there’s no guillotine in England doesn’t mean it’ll be trouble-free.’
Camille leaned into the kiss as if it was the most important thing in the world.
‘I’m coming back. I promise.’
‘You’ve made a lot of promises.’
‘And I’m going to keep them. I’ll find Olympe and come home.’
Ada rested her forehead against Camille’s. ‘I trust you, Camille Laroche.’
Camille smiled and took a step back, letting their hands part.
‘I trust you, Ada Rousset.’
With a final goodbye to the battalion, Ada fixed her hat again and pulled her shawl around her shoulders. The weather was as unforgivingly bright and clear as it had been all day. She let herself out onto the street and headed up the quay towards the Marais to look for her father.
It was time to make her choice.
