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"Whatever Eldon told you was a lie. There's nothing between Melody and I except a business arrangement with her family. I swear that's all we talked about yesterday, and while she may have had a different idea tonight, she doesn't anymore.

His voice was so firm, and his gaze so sincere, all doubts disappeared. She laid her cheek against his shoulder, her hand on his chest.

"Oh, how very touching." Eldon said as he stepped silently into the room.

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Chapter 45


Elizabeth gasped and started to rise.

"Sit down!" Eldon snarled. She cringed and sank back.

Malcolm tried to put his body between the pistol in Eldon's hand and Bree.

"Always the hero, eh, Malcolm? Not this time. I've had enough of this family. Little Percy, the milksop, always crying to our parents when he caught me having a little fun. It was because of him they sent me away to school. But I got even with him, just like I'll get even with you. Percy of all people should have known better than to trust me. But he was stupid, stupid, stupid." Spittle flew from Eldon's mouth as he ranted. "The fool eagerly drank my token gift of wine, happy I'd decided to bury the hatchet, as it were."

The revelation of the true cause of his father's death hit Malcolm like a brick.

"I would have liked to bury the hatchet in his head!" Eldon spat then closed his eyes, clearly struggling for composure.

His gaze flicked to his wife. "So I married his insipid widow, the beautiful Elizabeth, the woman who refused to die." He sneered at her gasp of outrage. "If there had been any way short of marrying you to get my hands on Percy's fortune, I certainly would have taken it. Listening to your simpering conversation nearly made me want to take the poison myself.

But that would have been a great loss, unlike you."

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movement. Eldon expanded his smirk to encompass them all.

"But enough idle chit-chat. You, my dear Elizabeth, can join your beloved Percy in death at last, and the two lovebirds here will have the opportunity to spend eternity together, if you believe all that church clap-trap."

He straightened his arm, the pistol centering on Malcolm.

Eyes wild, Eldon tightened his finger on the trigger.

Bree tried to shove Malcolm out of the bullet's path as, for the second time that night, the report of a shot echoed in their ears. And for the second time, they watched Eldon slump to his knees and fall face first. Chief Fletcher stood behind him, service revolver in hand.

Elizabeth rose to her feet and rushed into the waiting arms of the officer. Malcolm turned to Bree and pulled her shivering body tightly against his chest. She leaned back and looked at him, searching his face intently

"I'm fine," he assured her. At her skeptical expression, he bent down, his lips meeting hers, giving her the best kind of reassurance.



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Ernie cleared his throat. Bree and Malcolm were roused from their bliss and reluctantly parted. Overwhelmed with a euphoria she'd never experienced, Bree wondered if she was intoxicated from the cognac, or Malcolm's love.

Chief Fletcher had a wide grin on his face as he watched the two lovers. "Pardon me, kids, but I do believe we'd best take care of a few things right now, before you all get too involved there."

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Bree giggled and looked up at Malcolm. She could have sworn he blushed.

Malcolm gave her a wry grin and stepped away, keeping her hand snug in his own. "I suppose you're right, Ernie." He stared dispassionately at his stepfather's body as deep crimson blood spread across the marble floor.

Just then, Anderson and Bertie rushed in. Their eyes widened at the sight of Eldon sprawled in the claret pool. The ever-imperturbable butler recovered quickly. "Do you wish me to call the police, ma'am?" Anderson asked, then realized Ernie was standing next to his employer. His composure cracked. "Er, that is, I suppose—"

Malcolm took pity on the man. "Ernie will take care of the police, Anderson. I think what we need are blankets, a bucket of soapy water and a mop." He turned to the police officer.

"Any reason we can't get this cleaned up and move Eldon to a more suitable location?"

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