Chapter Sixteen
Warwick didn’t return until close to eleven that evening. He stopped in briefly to his office to pick up the book he’d been reading—the one he’d bought at the bookstore where they’d met Miss Rowan. A note in the center of his desk caught his eye.
“Your sister demands your attendance upon her this evening.”
--Martin
Warwick laughed. His sister would never demand anything of him. She probably requested Martin tell him that she wished to speak with him. He tucked the note into his book and headed up to see if his sister was still awake.
She was sitting up in her bed reading when he peeked into her room after a soft knock.
“Oh, Warwick! You’re home,” she said sitting forward and giving him a welcoming smile.
“Martin left me a note saying that you were demanding my presen
