Chapters (39)
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- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- Author’s Note
- Teaser chapter
For a moment their gazes held, saying more than they wanted to admit aloud. The emotional moment was buried when she continued, “Without knowing where Christopher’s school is, it’s impossible to know where to start looking for him.”
“From what you know, the school had a particular reputation for discipline?” When she nodded, he continued, “That might narrow the search down some. We need an expert on British public schools. Simon and I both attended Harrow. There might be someone there who could give us some suggestions.”
“I hope so. I have no better ideas.” Her voice became tight. “Since Denshire does know the school’s location, he’ll know where to search.”
“If that’s the case and Denshire has men who locate Christopher, the worst that is likely to happen is that he’ll be sent back to the school, or possibly to Denshire Park,” Lucas said. “As heir to Denshire, he has value. He won’t be injured.”
She smiled ruefully. “I know you’re right, but it’s a mother’s job to worry about her children.”
“And it’s a job you do very well,” he said solemnly.
She chuckled slightly. “Sadly true. I’m glad Caitlin is safe with her foster family.”
He could see her visibly girding herself to deal with this new worry. It was a trait he admired, given that he’d spent years in Belgium hiding from his problems.
When they reached Thorsay House, Kendra said, “Would you like to come in for tea? The Browns are out for the day, but Mrs. Brown left some of her excellent shortbread.”
Guessing that she wanted company, he said, “I’d like that,” and followed her into the house. The small entry hall had a table on one side with a basket for mail. There was only one letter, and Kendra frowned as she picked it up. “This is from Kirkland.”
“Let us hope for interesting news, and that we won’t need the tea to revive ourselves. Or worse, brandy!”
She smiled a little before she settled on the sofa and broke the seal of the letter. “Kirkland wants us to meet with him tomorrow for a strategy session. What do you think that means?”
Lucas considered. “My guess is that he’s uncovered some information and wants to discuss how to use it.”
“That makes sense. We have information for him as well.” Her brow furrowed. “I don’t see any reason to tell him about Caitlin. The more invisible she is, the better, don’t you think?”
“I’m sure Kirkland can be trusted to keep secrets, but as you say, there’s no reason to tell him about her.”
“I do need to tell him about Christopher’s disappearance. He might have more ideas about how to look for him. Did Kirkland attend Harrow or Eton? Those are the two elite gentlemen’s schools.”