Chapter 115

“Fay!” Kent yells the moment he walks into his house, storming

down the hall.

His household staff freeze and then scatter when they sense that

something is wrong. Kent is passively pleased by this – they, at least, know their place.

Still, Fay doesn’t answer him. Kent calls for her again, heading up

the steps at a brisk pace. When he arrives at her room he pushes

open her door, not bothering to knock, ready to tell her to learn to

come when she’s called.

But when he enters the room, she’s not there.

The bed is mussed and scattered with books, pens, and paper- as if she had just been sitting there a moment ago. But where the

hell is she?

Angry, he turns, ready to search the rest of the house.

Unfortunately for her, a housekeeper is skittering past at just that

moment.

Kent says, grabbing the woman by the arm, his voice harsh.

says, looking up at him with

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few hours ago.”

glaring down at

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her head frantically. “I don’t know,” she says, her voice going soft. “but she was wearing…those

doesn’t say another word to her, just heads back

spare bedrooms.

striding over to the table

let her go,” he demands,

three men look up at Kent,

here,” one of the men

the anger building within him. “Why

willing to tolerate this small talk.

wants answers.

barn,” another one says, equally casual. “She loves that horse. You know she does.”

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running low

permission to go.”

back to his coffee. “The kid took

kitchen then and through the door to the garage, grabbing a set of keys off the wall and heading for the last car in the row. He hardly ever

to get there

later, Kent pulls into the drive of the stables. He’s

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