Passion Servant - By Michael Alexander

It was just after ten o’clock when the carriage pulled up in front of the homes along St. Andrew’s Square. As usual, a light drizzle was falling from the murky London sky and the cabbie hopped down to give the girl a hand. Normally he wouldn’t have bothered, considering the quality of her dress, but she was a right beauty. Her face was almost perfect porcelain, with sparkling sapphires set