Throw Him Away and Get a New One

“I don’t understand how this can happen,” said Angus. “It goes against every tenet of natural justice and British fair play.”

Bunbury leaned forward and whispered, “Elixir.”

Recalling his conversation with Charles Warren, a chill ran down Angus’s spine. “Elixir?”

“A secret organisation that uses obscure laws to rid housewives of their husbands.”

“You mean they really exist?”

“Some say they’re as powerful as the Mafia or even the Freemasons.”

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