Olivia and the girls listened to Jed over dinner, about his plans to go after Rutherford and who he’d have to contact to get a few leads.  “You’d have a better entrance into society if someone already established was your sponsor.”  Volunteering herself, she presented a solid argument about going with him.  “You’d have a place to stay, my reputation and family’s name will open doors for your inquiries, and besides,” Looking at Daisy and Anna’s excited faces, “I think we’d enjoy a quick visit.  I could check on the estate, my financiers, publisher, and the girls could pack anything they left behind.”  She denied knowing any direct contacts, their families not being on the best of terms after the engagement party fiasco.  “I’m sure my lawyer could help you.”  Saying good night, Anna and Daisy helped clean up while talking exuberantly about the upcoming journey to Boston.<br/><br/>A loud knock interrupted their preparations for bed.  It was John Carpenter, looking anxious and disheveled.  “Sorry for the intrusion but we felt you should know Jed’s been shot.”  Olivia’s heart sank and seeing her expression, the storekeeper hurried on, “The doc’s with him and said the wounds were clean, no major organs hit.  Got him resting at the hotel now.”  She thanked him for the news and promised to stop by in the morning.  It didn’t make sense to go tonight since Jed probably needed rest and more fussing wouldn’t help.  Although she reassured the girls Jed was fine, it was difficult for her to sleep that night.