“Where did you learn to fight like that?” She threw the question back at him.
“Like what?” Nathan didn’t think he’d ever fought in front of her.
“Using your feet. I have never seen that before.”
“Have you seen many men fight?”
She just looked at him.
“When did you see me fight?”
Her face went perfectly blank.
“Where, Beth?”
The carriage rolled to a stop, and she had the door open and had jumped out before he could stop her.
He began to follow, but before he could reach her, she ran through the front door and slammed it behind her.
“I will find your secrets, Bethany Carlow. And then we will have a reckoning, you and I.”
Chapter Twenty-One
His brothers were waiting for him in the study when he returned. Taking the brandy Gabe held out to him, he sank into a chair.
“There are some odd goings-on this season,” Michael said.
“Very,” Gabe agreed.
“Firstly, there are the Russians intent on stirring up trouble.” Zach touched one of his fingers.
“Then there are the papers stolen from Lords Lithgow and Russell,” Gabe said.
Zach ticked off another finger.
“Let us not forget the gathering Nathan attended, which he shouldn’t have, with the Russian men and Hungarian, German, or Russian woman.” Zach opened another finger.
“There is what happened today, which involved Miss Carlow,” Michael added.
“We don’t know that it involved her, just that she was there,” Nathan said.
“But you think it is in some way connected to her, don’t you? I can see it in your eyes,” Gabe added.
Nathan sighed. “When we went to the theater, I overheard her talking to someone. He was threatening her,” Nathan said.
“And we’re just hearing this now?” Gabe demanded.
“I wasn’t completely certain it was her speaking.”
“And now you are?”
“Now I am.”
“And what?” Gabe demanded.
“What what?” Nathan said to annoy him. After all, annoying a brother was usually the first order of Deville business.
“What is going on with Miss Carlow,” Gabe gritted out. “This business today, and then at the theatre. Was there more to her leaving London than simply avoiding marriage to you, whom she clearly can barely tolerate?”
