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“Whilst I grieve for Andrew that is not why I was co”

He shrugged “Then what forced you to seek me out?”

Sucking in a breath and squaring her shoulders, she said, “I believe your brother’s death was not accidental I believe someone murdered him”

Tristan jerked his head back as though reeling froulped and sed deeply “Why on earth would you think that?”

The story was far too complicated to condense into a sentence or two “I cannot explain it now But say you will ” Panic flared She fleard, put a hand on his arm “You are the only person I can turn to for help”

He stared at her black glove as though it was so dirty and tainted When his brows knitted together and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, she knew he did not believe her

“Andrew is dead,” he said bluntly “Nothing I can do or say will bring hiers around the handle on the carriage door “I suggest you speak to your husband if you are in need of attention, for I cannot think of a single reason why someone would wish to hurt my brother”

Isabella gaped at him as he opened the door and vaulted down to the pavement

He struggled to look at her “If I’ve any hope of being happy here, I must move forward I cannot revisit the past I’m sure you understand” Without another word, he closed the door

The clip of his shoes faded into the distance

Isabella sat back in the seat as she struggled to hts She should have explained the catalogue ofher suspicions Still, the mere mention of murder failed to rouse his curiosity Indeed, he had implied she was somewhat dramatic, perhaps even deceitful

How hypocritical of him

He didn’t trust her Their history obviously still weighed heavily on his mind Perhaps he’d suspected she was the one responsible for infor his father of their elopeht she had used any means necessary to avoid the e of heart

So else troubled her, too

Why would he tell her to speak to her husband?