When the Devil Drives

There was her mother's jewellery for a start, she thought, wincing. Ithad been left, divided between them, and Simon had made Fiona agift of his share when they married. But if Joanna was reluctantlyprepared to sell her share, there was no guarantee her sister-in-lawwould do the same, at least, not without the kind of explanationsSimon most wanted to avoid.And there was no way in which her father could be approached, evenin his most lucid moments, she told herself adamantly. Simon and shehad agreed that his income had to remain sacrosanct, devoted to hisneeds, paying the wages of Gresham and Nanny who cared for himwith such unremitting devotion.And anyway, how could they confess that Simon had recklesslyjeopardised their remaining security by mortgaging it to CalBlackstone of all people? Heaven only knew what the shock of thatmight do to Anthony Chalfont and his precarious hold on reality.Meanwhile, in the short term her safest, in fact, her only course was toavoid being alone with Cal Blackstone in private again.But that was easier said than done, she thought, frowning. She wouldhave to play a cat-and-mouse game of her own, if she was to avoid hiscompany without alerting his suspicions.If he guessed for one minute what she was doing, then his wrathwould fall on Simon, setting in train moves to bankrupt him, sofinding alternative finance—and fast—was absolutely crucial.I'll get together with Simon this evening, she decided, restarting thecar. And we'll discuss quietly, and without acrimony, what's to bedone. There has to be some solution we haven't considered yet. Therejust has to be.And now that she was back, she was determined to play a much largerpart than before in the running of the Craft Company, where her first