As she looked at him, she could hardly believe this was the same man. The face belonged to him, but the expression seemed nothing of the sort. He was pleased. And she had a pretty good idea why.
David, Meriwether, and even Mehlsanz had told her about this--Luther’s madness. But even so, she’d felt as though they must’ve been exaggerating the point somewhat. Even after everything that had happened, it was still a difficult thing to take someone’s word for.
“And what, may I ask, is the purpose of your visit?” said Luther. “At this time of night, it must be urgent.”
Helen pressed the button on the speaker box to allow her voice through. “It seems that the Minister of Finance and the Lord High Treasurer have both inexplicably left the country tonight.”
“Oh?” said Luther. “How curious.”
“What do you know of this matter?” Helen was not in the mood to mince words, but she doubted that would make much difference to Luther right now.
Luther took a seat on his milky white bed. His prisoner’s uniform was also white, but the thick vertical stripes of orange ensured plenty of visibility. “What makes you think I know anything?”
“I have multiple reports stating that you frequented the Royal Treasury over the past eighteen months,” the Queen said.
“It is an interesting place.”
“You also claimed that your contingency plan involved money.”
Luther looked at David with false shock. “You told her? Brother, how could you?”
David merely observed their conversation in silence.
“Luther, what have you done?” she tried. “Tell me.”
“Is it not more fun for you to guess?” he said. “You will find out sooner or later, regardless. In fact, sooner, from the sound of it.”
Helen eyed his cell. “You want something in exchange, then.”
“I understand why you would think that, but the truth is, you have nothing I desire. Apart from my freedom, I suppose, but I suspect that is not on offer.” His eyes briefly went to David again. “And after the stunt with my television, I have no wish to make any more deals.”