(Long, Tall Texans, #21) Love With A Long, Tall Texan by Diana Palmer

Author:Diana Palmer [Palmer, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

" Who are you?" Delia asked at once, her hand still on the doorknob.

The man came closer. He had dark hair and eyes and a faintly foreign look. He tilted his

head to one side and studied her, from her short, wavy blond hair to her small feet. "I'll

ask the questions," he said. "Why are you looking for Tansy Deverell?" She hesitated.

"How did you know I was?" "You arrived this morning with Christopher Deverel . I know of him, and I know his angle in this—she's his mother. I don't know yours."

"I'm a journalist," she said. "I get an exclusive interview if I can help find her."

He studied her narrowly for several seconds. "I did some research on you and Deverel be-

fore I came over. Tansy Deverel 's husband— and the father of her two sons—was in Mo-

rocco during World War II," he said. "He saved the life of a young Arab who was spying

for the French resistance."

"That's very interesting, but what does it have to do with Tansy?' she asked.

He moved into the light, and she could see the foreign look of him. "That young Arab

was my grandfather," he said. "Ordinarily I don't get mixed up in high-profile cases, and Deverel wouldn't have had enough money to buy my help. But I'l take the case because of

Deverell's father. I owe the family a favor."

"Who are you?" she asked belatedly.

"Oh, you can call me Seth," he replied carelessly.

Her eyebrows went up. "Lord Bainbridge told us about you."

"Not much, I'l wager." He moved back to the phone and with economical, graceful ease,

lifted the phone and called Chris. "I'm in

Delia's room," he said when Chris answered. He hung up.

It didn't take Chris two minutes to sprint the distance from his room to hers. He was

admitted at once, and he gave Seth a calculating scrutiny while he held on to Delia's

small hand.

Seth noted the protective attitude and smiled. "She was perfectly safe," he assured

Chris. "I never hurt women."

"Why did you come to her, and not to me?" Chris wanted to know.

"I don't know you personally. But I know of you," he replied with a faint smile.

"And I know of your father," he replied. "He saved my father's life during World War II.

Small world."

"Very," Chris agreed.

Seth moved back into the room and to a tray that was sitting on the table by the window.

"I ordered high tea. Help yourselves."

They joined him at the table, warily.

He sat back with a scone in one hand and a cup of tea in the other, studying them

while they sugared their own tea.

"That's bad for you," he remarked. "Sugar

is the curse of the twentieth century. Empty calories."

"Life without sugar is no life at all," Delia said with a grin. "Sorry."

He glanced at Chris as he sipped tea. ' 'Your mother is being held by some cronies of

Tony Cartwright's," Seth said abruptly. "They've got her in a garage on the Manchester

road, and they've just become desperate fugitives. Lady Harvey cal ed a press conference

twenty minutes ago to publicly blame the murder on Tony, via the press camped outside

her manor house.

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