Noah was vexed by Hal’s insinuation he knew nothing of either of them. A minister? f**k. ‘Perhaps you’d care to explain why you’ve abandoned duties you had accepted on a whim it seems? You agreed to represent me in Rotherhithe and to take care of your mother.’
Hal’s eyes narrowed. ‘What? What the devil are you talking about? Rotherhithe is already running like a well-oiled wheel. There was never any need for me there because I was supposed to be up at Oxford.’ His nostrils flared just as Noah’s had. ‘And as for Mama, she has Michael who’ll be there just as often as I would have been. He’s her favourite, anyway.’ Eyebrows up. ‘I’m sure you can guess why?’
What?Noah’s patience deserted him completely. He stepped close to Hal. Face to face. ‘How the holy f**k should I know, unless it’s that
