CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Lizzie’s hazel eyes filled with shock and horror, flitting back and forth between Samantha and Landon. Then she shook her head vigorously. “NO. You’re lying. You said your brother was killed in the Gulf War in 1991.”
“I never said that,” Samantha calmly pointed out. “What I said was, his unit was ambushed.”
Lizzie’s jaw dropped, and for several moments she was at a loss for words. When she was able to finally compose herself enough to speak, she directed her conversation at him, not Samantha.
“Is this true?” she whispered. “Are you Harold Kennard’s son?”
His shoulders sagged. “I am.”
“You lied to me.... Have you ever been honest with me, ever? What, did you target me from the very beginning?”
“No,” he said hastily. “We met in Cayman completely naturally, I swear t
