Chapter 15
Harriet’s breath caught.
Nick still hadn’t moved.
She exhaled and studied the stranger. Silver highlighted the fashionably short black hair at his temples, and deep lines around his eyes and mouth indicated he’d smiled often over the decades. His eyes were the same blue as Nick’s as he flicked his gaze from her to Jonesy and back to Nick.
“Brought part of your crew this far inland, did you?”
Nick let out a deep breath. Really, he shouldn’t have been surprised. He’d begun to suspect his relative might be in the area when the housekeeper at the second igreja had mentioned his older look-alike. “Hello, Uncle Zach.” Nick pulled out a chair at the table and sat down. “Penrith was wondering why you hadn’t been around London for him to win his money back from you.” He jerked a thu
