Abigail stood at the closed door for a moment, gathering her thoughts. She wasn’t sure why she gave Ian the strength of the British army. Duncan had mentioned their numbers during dinner discussions, comparing British forces to Philadelphia residents. Even though she had made a mental note when she heard the figure, she never had any intention of sharing it with Ian, who clearly spied for the Patriots. It was something she blurted out. And she wasn’t sure why.
It was hard for her not to love him, even after the way their relationship ended, designed to inflict the greatest hurt in both their hearts. Although she had yet to receive her father’s reply, only a few short conversations with Ian led her to believe he was telling the truth and her father wasn’t—even though she couldn’t believe h
