As Cole looked down into Alicia Palmers face, he
knew of a surety she was worth any risk. She touched him
in a place hed thought long dead.

A younger man wearing a saucy grin approached
Miss Palmer. Evening, Lissie. Did you save me a dance?

Coles initial irritation for the mans cheekiness faded
to puzzlement. He knew him from somewhere. A vague
unease arose.

When the young mans gaze moved to Cole, he paled
visibly. You!

Miss Palmer gasped. Robert Palmer, where are your
manners?

Of course. Robert Palmer. From London. Cold dread
trickled across his heart as he considered the
ramifications.

Palmer took her arm. Were leaving.

Now see here Cole began, but Palmer pinned him
with a dangerous glare.

Stay away from my cousin.

Your cousin? Cole looked from him to Miss Palmer
and understanding dawned. He cursed under his breath.
He hadnt been aware Armand Palmer had a sister. Not
that hed bothered to find out. The ramifications hed
considered a moment ago took a more serious turn.

Miss Palmer sent Cole a look of apology and turned
to her cousin. Robert, explain yourself.

In a cold sweat, Cole waited for her condemning
stare.

Palmer trembled in rage. He spoke quietly, but Cole
heard every word. Hes the scoundrel who shot your
twin.

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