CHAPTER EIGHTGarland Holt helped Karina into the huge chauffeur-driven car and sat down beside her.
“You look very smart,” he said in a voice that somehow struck her as being suspicious.
“Cousin Felix gave me this dress,” she replied.
Garland said nothing for a moment and then he asked,
“What does your cousin mean to you? Are you very fond of him?”
Karina was surprised at the question.
She turned her face towards him and in the light of the street lamps she could see that he was staring down at her and frowning.
“Cousin Felix has been very kind to me,” she said. “If it had not been for him I should – have been married at this moment.”
She shivered as she spoke.
“To the man I saw you with three years ago on the balcony in Belgrave Square?” Garland asked.
“How can you remember that
