Twice Tempted by Dreyer Eileen

Author:Dreyer, Eileen [Dreyer, Eileen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Regency, General, Romance, Historical, Erotica, Fiction
ISBN: 9781455519347
Publisher: Forever
Published: 2014-11-25T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

In the end, they left Weams where he was, the garrote still around his neck. It was the only thing they could do if they didn’t want to become embroiled in questions they couldn’t answer. Alex did take the time to check the body over for anything pertinent. Another scrap of paper, an address. The Lion manifesto that would save them all the trouble of investigating other aristocrats and could get him back to Fiona and his father sooner.

He didn’t find anything, of course. Not on the body, which Alex suspected had already been searched, not in the secret drawer in the wardrobe, not anywhere else in the rooms. It went against every instinct, but he ushered Lennie and Bixby out the door and relocked it, as if they’d never been there. And then he went home.

Well, he went home after depositing Bixby in a room at an inn down by the docks to be close to leaving ships for when they finished grilling him. Then he guided his curricle back to Grosvenor Square. It was time to talk to his father.

“I cannot wake him, sir,” Sweet, his father’s valet, said.

“Cannot or will not, Sweet?” Alex asked, his patience paper-thin. “There is an important difference.”

He would have been far more upset if he didn’t know that Sweet would literally lay down his life for the man who had bought his freedom from a Georgia planter. A fussy little negro with frizzy gray hair and a permanent stoop, he was more mother hen than all of Alex’s governesses combined. “He won’t admit it, suh,” he said in his molasses-slow drawl. “But he’s worn himself to a shade. Can’t stop him from waitin’ on the gub’ment types. You know him. He don’ want to disappoint nobody.”

Alex rubbed at the headache that was blooming behind his eyes. “Should we ban those gentlemen from the house, Sweet?”

The little man had a wry smile. “You gonna tell ’im, suh?”

Alex suddenly felt exhausted. He couldn’t ask his father about the letters. He couldn’t go to Drake until he did. He couldn’t protect Fiona until he cleared his own mess up. And somehow he had to convince his father to hand off his responsibilities for a while. And that all had to be handled before he even thought of what he felt for Fiona and what that meant.

Then it occurred to him. The man who had threatened Alex about his father’s letters was dead. How could Alex know his father was safe? How could he leave him behind with no more than his house staff to protect him?

He was still rubbing his eyes when Soames approached. “Excuse me, sir. There was a note left for you. From a gentleman Sir Joseph contacted.”

Bugger it all. The runner. Didn’t that just put the icing on the cake? Alex didn’t say a word as he collected the slip of paper.

Have answers. At your disposal.

He pulled out his watch, which did nothing but remind him of the locket he had in his other pocket.

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