Always by Cheryl Holt

Author:Cheryl Holt [Cheryl Holt]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Book #1 of the Always trilogy
Publisher: BookBaby
Published: 2019-06-26T16:00:00+00:00

* * * *

Nathan gazed up at the London house Edwina had sent him to. After she’d finally provided the address, he’d worried she might lie, that she might simply list a random location to vex him, but it was the right place.

Visually, he noted the details. There was the carved gate. There was the bricked drive leading up to the front door. There were the flowerboxes under the windows. Yes, he remembered it all.

It was a fine dwelling, two stories high and constructed of red brick, with black shutters. He recollected it being very large, very grand, but it was actually quite modest in size and design. The street was in an area where successful lawyers or merchants might reside.

He didn’t have to wonder why his father had selected it. No doubt Godwin Blake had tormented his son and heir—just as he’d tormented Nathan. Nathan had survived his ordeal by meeting Sebastian Sinclair. Sir Sidney had opened his home to Nathan, had regarded him as a second son, so Nathan had escaped.

Had there been anyone to rescue his poor father from Godwin’s machinations? He didn’t think so.

He supposed his father had been disowned and cut off financially from the family’s coffers. Godwin had been a miser who’d enjoyed using his money to punish people. He’d refused to give any of it to Nathan, but then, Nathan hadn’t needed any.

As a child, he’d fled with the Sinclairs to Africa, and Sir Sidney had funded the trips. After Nathan’s grandfather had died and he’d become earl, he’d gained access to the estate accounts and had been able to pay his own way.

When his grandfather had fiscally punished his father, what had his father done?

Evidently, he’d moved to this quiet neighborhood and had lived an unpretentious, quiet life.

Nathan had been dawdling long enough that he was surprised no one had come outside to ask his purpose. He knew he should continue on, but he was frozen in his spot, as if the house were a magnet that wouldn’t release him. His head was aching again, his heart pounding as if there was danger lurking beyond the horizon.

What might it be?

A vision roiled him, of himself as an angry boy in the driveway. Carriages had rolled off, and the servants fought with him so he couldn’t chase after them. Who had been in the vehicles? Why had he been so determined to stop them?

He struggled to recall, to bring the vision into clearer focus, but he couldn’t. It was as if his memories were behind a locked door he couldn’t unseal.

This is a dirty business, a footman had muttered.

The chilling words rang in his mind.

He heard footsteps, and he glanced down the block to find an elderly gentleman approaching, his cane rhythmically tapping the bricks.

“Good morning to you,” he said to Nathan. “If you’re about to knock, the occupants are away at a wedding. You’ve missed them.”

“I hadn’t decided if I’d knock or not.” Nathan pointed to the house. “I lived here years ago.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.