When the Devil Drives

'I find it pays to be.''Yet it's hardly ethical. Neither is your presence here this afternoon.These—debts should be a private, matter between Simon andyourself, surely. You have no right to involve me.''Sometimes private matters have a tiresome habit of becomingincredibly public.' He seemed impervious to the ice in her tone. 'Andthen you'd find yourself involved right up to the hilt, my dear MrsBentham. For instance, I could insist on having a spot audit made atthe Craft Company.'The words hung in the air between them, challenging her.She swallowed. 'And what would that prove, pray?''Perhaps nothing. But I'm afraid—I'm very much afraid that therewould be certain sums unaccounted for. Simon had to find his stakemoney from somewhere, after all.''I don't believe you. In fact, I don't believe any of this.' She flicked theIOUs with a contemptuous finger. 'If Simon had known you weregoing to raise any of these matters this afternoon, he would have beenhere in person. He thought you were coming to discuss the CraftCompany, and only that. Therefore he obviously has no guiltyconscience...''A true Chalfont! Your grandfather had no conscience either. It's apity Simon hasn't inherited his strength as well.'Joanna got to her feet. 'I think you'd better leave.''When I'm good and ready,' he retorted, making no attempt to move.'Sit down, Joanna, and hear me out. Simon had good reason forfailing to realise I was about to call in his markers.'