CHAPTER FIVE
Jessica Gilmore
For my parents
To mum, thank you for weekly trips to the library,
for never telling me to “put that book down”,
for the gift of words and stories and dreams.
And to dad for proving that families are more
than genes, that blood isn’t thicker than water, that
nurture totally trumps nature—and for being the
best grandpa in the world. I love you both x
‘IF YOU TELL ME where my sister is, I’ll give you ten thousand pounds.’
The down-turned head in front of him lifted slowly and Raff found himself coolly assessed by a pair of the greenest eyes he had ever seen, their slight upward tilt irresistibly feline, the effect heightened by high, slanting cheekbones and a pointed chin.
If this lady had a tail, it would definitely be swishing slowly. A warning sign.
He’d never been that good at heeding warnings. He liked to see them more as a challenge.
‘I beg your pardon?’ Her voice was as cold as her stare. Maybe he should have tried charm before hard cash, but somehow Raff doubted that even his patented charm would work on this cool
