Lady Dangerous by Suzanne Robinson

Author:Suzanne Robinson [Robinson, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9780307790989
Publisher: Fanfare
Published: 1994-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Jocelin lay between walking and sleep when someone who wanted to die grabbed his shoulder and shook him violently. He snarled, jerked his shoulder free, and sprang up from the covers. His hand met something solid, and he pushed.

“Blast it!”

Shoving strands of black hair back from his eyes, Jocelin peered over the bed to find Nick swearing at him from the floor. Nick scrambled to his feet and returned the shove.

“Slug-a-bed,” he said. “It’s almost nine o’clock.”

Jocelin drew the covers back over his head. “Shove off. I don’t want to go riding this morning.”

He hunched down on the bed, then popped back up again, glanced at the window as Nick drew aside the curtains, and swore. He launched himself out of bed. Pushing the bell for Loveday, he donned a dressing gown. Nick watched him fly across the room to a chest, yank open the top drawer, and begin tossing shirts out of it.

Already attired, Nick watched him calmly from the comfort of a settee. “Got news.”

“Not now,” Jocelin muttered. “I’m late for an appointment.”

“Sod your appointment. Our friend and the friend of children everywhere, dear old Nappie Carbuncle, well, he’s gone missing.”

Jocelin paused in his search for a necktie. With slow deliberation he closed a drawer and contemplated a daguerreotype of Mr. and Mrs. Elliot that rested on the bureau. Nick’s voice jolted him out of his stillness.

“You’re going to strangle that chest.”

He relaxed his grip on the top of the chest and squared his shoulders. “Then your arrangements have been successful.”

“Course. Alas, poor Nappie. ‘I knew him well, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.’ ”

“Damn you, Nick, it’s not a joke.”

Nick sprang off the settee and approached Jocelin. Taking him by the shoulder, Nick spun him around so that they faced each other.

“You got to laugh or die, old love. That’s why you can’t go on with this.”

Nick folded his arms and surveyed Jocelin, who glanced down at the shirts on the floor.

“How many times you going to kill your uncle?” Nick went on quietly. “I see what you’re doing to yourself, old love. Might be better if you just killed Yale.”

Jocelin walked away from Nick to stand at the window and stare at the frost-covered rooftops. “Don’t you think I tried?” He lifted his gun hand and stared at it. “I held my Colt to his head once. Pulled back the trigger with my thumb. He was sweating and crying, and … I don’t know.” His hand dropped to his side.

Nick came to him and poked him in the shoulder. “You bleeding fool, he’s just like all the others. Can’t ever be trusted not to do it again.”

“I have him watched.”

“All the bleeding time?” Nick whistled when Jocelin nodded. “Cheaper to—”

Jocelin whirled on Nick. “I can’t, damn you!” He swallowed and lowered his voice. “I can’t. He’s my father’s brother, and at one time I loved him as I should have loved Father. I can’t.” Smiling bitterly, he continued, “Yale knows he’s being watched, so he confines himself to those with sufficient years.

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