Spencer meets his Lady Love by Christine Donovan

Author:Christine Donovan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christine Donovan, Regency Romance, Historical Romance, A Seabrook Family Saga, Romance Saga, Stuart Spencer
Publisher: Christine Donovan
Published: 2016-07-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Not long after breakfast, the butler announced that Mr. Smythe and Bridgeton had arrived. Spencer found them both waiting for him in the gloom of his study. Though the fire blazed in the hearth, it could not combat the dreary rainy day.

“What is so important you had me up tossing and turning all night after receiving your note at the ungodly hour of two?” Bridgeton asked as he leaned forward in his seat, resting his hands on his thighs.

Smythe said nothing, just raised his brows in silent question.

“Smythe, I would like to hire you to find someone. I know I don’t have to tell you what I say stays between the three of us. I don’t want my wife or her aunt to worry that this will get out.”

“For bloody sakes, tell us before I go crazy,” William said, raking his hand through his hair.

“The name of the man I want you to find is a Mr. Henry Baker of Manchester. At least that is where he said he was from. It could be a lie. All I know is he told Miranda’s Aunt Violet, he was from there.”

“What is this man to them?” Smythe asked as he made notes in a small book with a sharpened piece of coal.

Spencer closed his eyes and wished it wasn’t too early to partake in something strong to drink. “He is married to Miranda’s aunt. He lied about having money and began to steal from them. When Mrs. Baker found out she threw him out. He came back that night and attacked Miranda.” He inhaled shakily and leaned back against his chair. Uttering the words out loud somehow made it all the more real.

“Attacked as in how?” This question came from his cousin who barely suppressed his anger.

Spencer’s eyes flicked from his cousin to Smythe, back to William. “He raped her.”

William’s fist came crashing down on the desktop. “The bloody bastard!”

“Can you tell me anything else about this man?” Smythe said, looking none too pleased.

“He was supposed to leave on a ship to America. They don’t know if he did.”

“I’ll get right on it.” Smythe stood up and paused at the door. “What do I do when I find him?”

“Give me his whereabouts and I’ll take it from there.”

“Are you out of your mind,” William bellowed. “You are normally not a violent man, but I can see something unsettling in your eyes. Let Smythe handle it. If he’s still in England, let him personally escort him aboard a ship not to America, but on a penal ship to New South Wales. He deserves to live amongst criminals.”

“Listen to your cousin,” Smythe interjected. “He speaks wisely.”

He wanted to tell Smythe to go to hell, but he knew the man spoke sensibly. “Very well, but keep me abreast of the situation.”

After Smythe left, Spencer faced William and thought the hell with it, he needed a brandy. He held up the decanter, “Care for a drink or two or three?”

“One and then I am going home to hug my wife and daughter.

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