Page 10 of Tempting the Highland Spy
In truth, integrity was rather overrated.
Pity Harrison would not agree.
Behind them, a low moan drifted from O’Hanlon. It wouldn’t be long before he regained consciousness. “Our mutual acquaintance is stirring. I must be on my way. I suggest you do the same.”
He stared down at her. “You’re not going anywhere without me.”
“You think not?” With a swish of her skirts, she turned on her heel. “Goodbye, Dr. MacMasters.”
Without a glance back, she rushed toward the stairs at the end of the corridor. Making short work of the steps, she hurried to the lower floor.
She’d nearly made it to the ballroom when Harrison blocked her path. A determined, broad-shouldered male stood between her and escape.Oh, dear.She hadn’t planned for this.
When she’d made her bargain with the devil, she had not anticipated that this man—of all the men in the world—would be the one to ruin it all.
Staring up at him, she pulled in a low, calming breath. If she told him the truth, he’d insist on helping her. He was an honorable man, chivalrous in an old-fashioned way. Perhaps he felt a duty to her, given what they’d shared in the Highlands. Such a shame her conscience would not allow him to be drawn into the web that had ensnared her.
“You shouldn’t be here,” she said. “You are in danger.”
“I understand that…better than you know. But I don’t give a damn.”
“It’s not your job to protect me.”
A brow quirked as he stared down at her. A sudden coldness infused his tone. “Grace—if that is indeed your name—I’m afraid you’ve mistaken my intentions.”
“Yourintentions?”
His mouth was a hard slash. “I haven’t come to protect you.”
An icy prickle of warning coursed along her nape. “Then why…why are you here?”
“I’m here to bring you to justice.”
