WHO: Isolde Montgomery & Zacharias Smith WHEN: Evening, Sunday, 25 August WHERE: In the town fountain. No, really.
It was hot. Too damn hot. For anything. For breathing. And the only relief that Issy had had all day was when she had stripped down to her unmentionables and climbed into the fountain in the square. And nobody was going to ruin that for her. Especially not Zacharias Smith and his empty threats of coming to stop her. Please.
Even if he did show up, she was absolutely certain that she could take him.