My bullet went exactly where I meant it to go. The place where it would hurt him the most.” She gave him a skeptical look. “His shoulder?” “His pride. You know as well as I do that had I allowed him to emerge unscathed it would only have emboldened him. Your Mr. Burton-Smythe needed to be taught a lesson. He needed to be humiliated. I hope he’ll be a much better person now.” Miss Honeywell bristled. “He’s not my Mr. Burton-Smythe.” “I’m very happy to hear it.” “And if you think anything could make him a better person, then you’re very much mistaken.”
