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“You were heard arguing with Lord Fernall over money You’re listed as a participant in the sordid parties he held at Highley Grange You were seen breaking his neck and carrying him down the stairs”

“All conjecture You have no proof”

“The notebook is proof,” Isabella said quietly

“There are statements froestured to Mr Blackwood “We can all attest to your guilt”

Fellows glanced down at the pistol in his hand “I think you forget that I hold the winning card in this ga for two”

Tristan’s steely reserve wavered, but he held fir his own father is capable of anything,” he said, though the thought of doing aith his mother had some appeal

“He was notruntled “My father was a decent, honest man, kind and considerate He was not a debauched heathen ould sell his soul if he thought it would enhance his pleasure”

“Pleasure hat my husband lived for,” Isabella said “There were tiht to kill him myself”

Fellows snorted “I wish you had It would have saved me the trouble”

The coet It would be enough to convince Lord Fernall to make a statement

“I know he had a way of belittling those around him,” Isabella said with an air ofothers feel worthless”

“When I refused to participate in his dissipated games, he said I was too weak, spineless, that he was ashamed I was his son”

“I understand” She spoke softly: her tone held aon a breeze “He once told me he was ashamed that I was his wife When I questioned his own morals and values he told me he would tell all those he kne inadequate I had proved to be, that I was a failure”

Tristan’s heart ached for her Although he knew she spoke in order to extract information from Mr Fellows, he could sense the truth in her words

“He was a spiteful, selfish prig When I discovered the true character of the ed hirumbled “But he taunted me, threatened to tell all those he knew that I had a penchant for debauchery He put his arm around me and said …” Fellows broke off on a curse