Chapter 6

“Yes. You are right. But the Duke and I talked often, or rather we used to.”

“Why do you want to know if I remember him?”

Her father’s dark eyes were still sharp and they gave her a very direct look. “We made a certain…gentleman’s agreement one night. It was a long time ago and I forgot about it. Especially when he broke off all contact. However…”

Uncharacteristically, her father paused, seeming hesitant. “I got a letter yesterday from the Duke’s office, reminding me of the agreement and asking me to honor it.”

Anna frowned, unsure of where her father was going with this. “What agreement? Please don’t say it concerns money, because you know—”

“It’s not about money,” Luke interrupted, his voice flat.

The foreboding that she’d forced away earlier crept back, though she fought it down. “Then what is it about?”

Her father’s fingers picked at the edge of his blanket, yet more signs of an agitation that wasn’t like him at all.

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