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groveled.
    “ No harm done.” Graydon’s golden eyes gleamed brightly in the low light. Leaning forward he looked Fulton straight in the eyes. “Just promise me you will not see that the rumor makes the round again this year, Fulton.”
    Alarm flared in his features. “Of course, my lord.” Fulton picked up his cards, clearing his throat. “Are we playing gentlemen?”
     
     
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    “ He is going to die,” the shadowy figure replied, the barest undertone of malice detectable. He tossed down his brandy in three gulps. The liquor worked wonders on fanning the flames of his anger and the dark and smoky atmosphere of this particular establishment suited his mood to perfection.
    “ You’ve lost your mind? Why you so set to see ‘im meet ‘is maker?” His companion asked, he sat fidgeting across from him at a far corner table in the questionable tavern in a seedier part of town. His nervousness a tell-tell sign of the danger that lurked right in front of him.
    “ Unfortunately for him, the son must pay for the sins of the father.” His mouth tightened, and his pale eyes glittered icily.
    “ Sins…”
    He shushed him with an impatient gesture. “I’m not paying you to know, I’m paying you to do as you’re told.”

 
     
    CHAPTER SIX
     
     
     
    Why does Rockwell have to be such an attractive man? It seems to override my ability to separate him from his rakish deeds and forces me to attribute every romantic notion I’ve read about to his mysteriously striking person.
     
    Piper’s journal
    18 June
     
     
    A SWIFT KNOCK BROKE THE PLEASANT QUIET OF GRAYDON’S LIBRARY. Removing his spectacles, he rubbed the bridge of his nose before bidding the intruder entrance.
    His intention this afternoon was to read, to relax, to clear his mind, but that obviously was not in the cards.
    “ Pardon me, my lord,” Rockwell’s butler, Wells, an older man with nondescript eyes and silver hair, apologized. “This arrived by messenger.”
    Graydon propped the book he was reading on the arm of his leather wingback chair and stood to retrieve the message.
    Unfolding the note, he frowned at what was written.
     
    Did you think this would remain a family secret forever?
     
    “ Did you read this, Wells?” A deep frown remained on his lips.
    Wells looked affronted. “My lord,” he cried. “I would never breach your privacy.”
    “ Calm down, Wells. I wasn’t accusing you of any such impropriety.” Handing Wells the cryptic message, Graydon perched against his mahogany desk and waited for his reaction.
    Wells took a sharp intake of breath, looking up. “What does this mean?”
    “ I have no idea.” He gave a vehement shake of his head. “I have always lived my life as an open book. The ton knows all of my darkest secrets.”
    “ Not to be snide, my lord,” Wells frowned down at the puzzling note once more before returning it to Graydon. “Apparently not all of your secrets.”
    “ Quite right.” He scowled, examining the note curiously. “How was it delivered?”
    “ It was hand delivered by a uniformed messenger,” Wells replied. “His uniform was dark blue with white and gold braiding, my lord.”
    Graydon stroked his chin thoughtfully. “And you didn’t recognize the uniform?”
    “ No, my lord.” Wells rung his hands worriedly. “I’ve never seen it before. Would you like me to inquire with the other households?”
    Graydon nodded. “It appears we have a mystery to solve, Wells.” The Morgan’s were targets for many things, but as far as he was aware he had never heard of any blackmail in their history, which now that he thought about it more thoroughly was quite surprising considering the amount of rogues in his ancestry.
    Graydon took control of his thoughts. He was going to have to call in some favors.

 
     
    CHAPTER SEVEN
     
     
     
    Where has he disappeared?
     
    Piper’s journal
    24 June
     
     
    AFTER DANCING THREE SETS AND EXCHANGING