“Do you think she’s a spy for your father?”
“I thought of that, but my father trusts me. There’s no reason to have a spy. Besides, if he did, he’d piss me off and he doesn’t like doing that.”
“I bet. So, what are you going to do?”
“Keep her close until I figure it out.”
“Your suite only has one bed, but it has a sofa for her, or I can have a rollaway brought in.”
He shook his head. “No, we’ll figure it out. Tell me what you thought of the lass.”
Alastair sat back in his chair. “I think she hides behind all the ugly clothes and glasses. I’d bet the glasses are just glass, and she doesn’t need them.”
Remington nodded. “I thought that, too. It would be a pity if they got stepped on.”
Alastair laughed. “If you want answers, I’ll get the women on it. If anyone can get that woman to open up, it’s them.”
“I like that idea.”
“Good. I’ll set it up for tomorrow while we look over the different buildings we can use. I would bet you had nothing to do with the bruise on her face.”
“That’s another thing. She was fine when we got to the hotel suite. She was left alone, but at least two guards were in the vicinity. I didn’t think they would need to guard the door. That’s when something happened, but she won’t tell me. Someone hit her face and side because she’s braced her hand against it a few times but drops it the moment she sees me watching her. I want to know who the fuck did it.”
“Who had access to her? Was anything delivered to the room while you were gone, like a meal for her?”
Remington sat up. He couldn’t remember her eating anything.
“What?” Alastair asked.
“I don’t think she’s eaten anything since she’s been with me.”
“What the hell? Is she trying to starve herself?”
Remington shook his head. “No, I think it’s more like I didn’t pay attention. I’ve never had to look after anyone before.”
“You’ll get used to it.”
“Maybe.”
“I’ll have a tray sent up to your suite to snack on because dinner won’t be for another few hours,” Alastair said.
“Good. I’ll make sure she eats.” No wonder she was pale.
“We’ll find out everything you want to know. Just give me a few days.”
“Thank you. I’m going to head up now. I’ll see you at dinner.”
“Don’t forget to bring your valet.”
Remington chuckled. The house was so big it took him a few minutes to get to the west wing where his suite was. He didn’t knock and silently opened the door to see Anna standing at the window, looking unhappier than anyone he’d ever seen.
He closed the door behind him, leaned against it, and studied her. She had her glasses off and her arms wrapped around her waist. He wanted to demand answers, but he knew she’d fight him, so he’d have to wait for the women to get them for him.
Chapter Six
“What do you think of our suite, Lass?” Remington said behind her.
Aryanna squealed and twirled to face him. She realized she wasn’t wearing the glasses and rushed to get them back on. The fact that he was several feet away from her, and hadn’t been able to get a good look at her eyes, made her calm down.