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When the Devil Drives

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'You've allowed Cal Blackstone to execute <strong>the</strong> perfect revenge.'Simon shook his head wonderingly. 'If <strong>the</strong> whole thing wasn't sobloody nauseating, I could almost admire <strong>the</strong> bastard.''I don't understand.' Her heart missed a beat.'It's quite simple.' His voice sounded dead. 'His grandfa<strong>the</strong>r, alsoCallum, if you recall, tried to rape our grandmo<strong>the</strong>r, <strong>the</strong> first JoannaChalfont. She managed to fight him off, and get away from him, butthat's really why he was booted out of his job, and his cottage.''Rape?' Joanna repeated blankly. 'But I've never heard any mention --''Of course not. You don't think Grandfa<strong>the</strong>r would have let <strong>the</strong> storyget out, do you? There were plenty of o<strong>the</strong>r explanations for hisdismissal. Old Blackstone was a born troublemaker as well as alecher, so an excuse for getting rid of him wasn't hard to find.'He looked at her. 'And that, sister dear, is how <strong>the</strong> famous family feudreally began. Not out of industrial unrest, or local politics or evenambition, but because of an aggressive, womanising upstart whocouldn't keep his hands off our grandmo<strong>the</strong>r.'He snorted. 'If old Cal had possessed even <strong>the</strong> slightest decency, he'dhave cleared out altoge<strong>the</strong>r, once he'd been sacked and evicted, andwe'd have been rid Of Him. He might even have thought himselflucky he wasn't lynched. But of course he stayed, claiming that hewas <strong>the</strong> one who'd been wronged. Every day he remained was aninsult to Grandmo<strong>the</strong>r, and a threat as well. It wasn't that longafterwards she had <strong>the</strong> miscarriage that killed her—probably broughton by <strong>the</strong> stress of all she'd been through.'Joanna swallowed. 'How—how do you know all this?' Her mindwinced away from <strong>the</strong> ugliness of <strong>the</strong> story, and its even nastierimplications where she was concerned.

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