Blade's Lady by Fiona Brand

Author:Fiona Brand [Brand, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Adult
ISBN: 9780373270934
Google: w8-B1vExPhEC
Amazon: 0373270933
Barnesnoble: 0373270933
Goodreads: 601760
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 1999-12-31T11:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

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While Anna was in the shower, Blade took note of the two-hour time difference and rang his brother, Gray, at his home in Sydney.

After several rings, Gray finally picked up.

"What took you so long?"

There was a vague shuffling sound, then Gray said, "Hear that?"

Blade heard muffled hiccupy sounds. "My niece," he murmured. Gray and his wife Sam had had twins just six months before.

"Your nephew," Gray corrected. "He's teething."

"Is that allowed at six months?"

"Not in my rule book. We just got them to sleep through the night. Why are you ringing? Don't tell me the hotel's burned down, because if it has, Sam will make me build it again."

Blade grinned. Gray and Sam had had a long, interrupted courtship that had finally come together at the then Pacific Royal hotel, a crumbling Victorian ruin Lombards had bought specifically for the location.

Gray's plans to demolish the building had hit a snag when he had realised how attached Sam was to the old building and to the people she worked with there.

Blade cut straight to the point. "Remember the Tarrants?"

"Tarrant Holdings. Yeah, Dad used to do business with Hugh Tarrant. When Hugh died, Henry de Rocheford took control of the company. Eloise died a few months ago. The daughter, Anna, died several years ago."

Blade used the same tactic Gray had used with his nephew, he held the phone out toward the shower.

"Hear that? That's the sound of Anna Tarrant using my shower."

There was a small silence, filled by another distant hiccup and a rustling of cloth. "How do you know it's her?"

"It's her." Blade let the certainty of his statement sink in. He briefly ran through how he'd first found Anna and the sequence of events since then. "She's got credit cards, a signet ring with Hugh Tarrant's initials and the Tarrant crest engraved on it, and a passport. She's changed from the passport photo, but then, she is seven years older. The similarity is still striking."

"She could have stolen those things."

"It's her, Gray. Don't ask me how I know, but it is Anna Tarrant."

"You're sleeping with her."

Blade swore softly beneath his breath. "Not yet," he muttered. He filled Gray in on the night's events and the motivation behind them, fingers tightening on the receiver. When he'd driven around the corner and seen Seber lift his gun and take aim at Anna, he had been poleaxed by fear.

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"What do you need me to do?" Gray asked flatly.

Blade leaned back in his chair. That was Gray, straight for the throat. "I need you to use your resources and pull all the information you can on de Rocheford and Seber, and anything to do with the Tarrant family or Tarrant Holdings. I'd like to know exactly what I'm going up against here."

"Have you involved the police yet?"

"We'll do that tomorrow. It's almost midnight here, and Anna needs sleep more than she needs to spend the next few hours kicking her heels in a police interview room.

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