Catherine Coulter - Baron - 3 by The Deception

Author:The Deception [Deception, The]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-16T23:41:39.989000+00:00

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When she handed one of the men the packet, and told them the address of the Lynx, they nodded and gave a quick salute to Evangeline. “A bientot, Mademoiselle L’Aigle.” One of the men kissed his fingertips to his lips. “Perhaps I will see you again, in different circumstances.”

“I don’t think so,” she said, his new name stark in her mind. “Be assured that I will never forget you.”

When they had disappeared behind the rise of the cliff and the longboat was no longer in sight, John Edgerton emerged from the cave. “You did well, Evangeline. You will find your next instructions in the envelope, as I told you.” He paused a moment and touched his fingers to her cheek. She drew back.

“I regret that I’m the villain in this drama, but then again, it brought you to me and that was ultimately what I wanted. You will see me again, Evangeline. Perhaps soon you’ll be more submissive, more willing to hear of other matters.”

“No,” she said. “No.”

“Ah, we will see, won’t we? Now, I saw it on your face, Evangeline. Saw it clearly. You are still wavering, wondering if perhaps you can’t free yourself of us. You can’t.

“Listen carefully and believe this. If anything happens to me, there are orders that Lord Edmund is to be killed. Killed quickly and cleanly, his small body buried where it will never be found. He will be dead and it will have been your fault. Then, there is of course your dear father. Two deaths, Evangeline, if you betray me to your duke or to anyone else. Do you understand me?”

He’d won and she knew it. He probably saw it in her face as well. Not Edmund, not her boy, who was becoming more dear to her by the day. She couldn’t bear it.

“Do you understand me?”

Finally, she said so low he had to lean close to hear her, “Yes, I understand.”

“Excellent. Perhaps you can keep in your mind a picture of your father holding little Edmund against his chest, the two of them buried deeply in the same grave.”

Yes, she could see that clearly. She said nothing more, and her expression remained fixed. She felt cold and sick. Edgerton had won.

Eventually—she didn’t know how much time had passed—she made her way slowly up the cliff path, clutching her father’s letter close. It was over for her, everything was over for her. She was now a traitor to England.

She had betrayed the duke.

There was no going back now.

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