A half smile played at his lips as he reread the simple note that had arrived for him that morning-all two sentences of it-written in her forthright manner. Audrey St. Clair had a plan. She would discuss it with him at the polo match later that afternoon. Her letter was the best piece of correspondence he’d received. A plan that salvaged Camberly without requiring his matrimonial sacrifice would be ideal. But patently unlikely. It was fantastical to think that a twenty-year-old woman would have the answers he’d spent years looking for. Furthermore, he had no business trusting someone he hardly knew with such an important situation. He preferred the word important to dire, which was, unfortunately, just as accurate. The other letter he’d received was from Garrett, posted during the latter week Gannon was at sea. Creditors had been highly concerned about the earl’s absence from the country. Garrett assured him he’d scotched those concerns before they could become dangerous rumors.
