“Well, what?” “Give up, Colin. You cannot fob me off that easily.” Jason’s lips thinned beneath his mustache. “We all know what went on in that chamber. In that bed.” “What of it?” It was pointless to pretend any longer. “We’re both adults. Give me three days, and I’ll have her delivered out of our lives forever. And don’t talk to her of it,” he warned. “She’d die before she’d admit it, and I won’t have you putting her through that kind of hell.”
