Brenda Joyce - [Francesca Cahil 03] (43 page)

Sarah nodded, beaming. “He commissioned your portrait. Surely you haven’t forgotten?”

“How could I?” Francesca said sourly. “I hate to disappoint you, but Hart only asked for my portrait because he was angry with me. We have patched things up, and he will hardly want my portrait now.”

Sarah blinked at her. “Oh, I do think you are wrong. You are an amazing woman, and Hart sees that. He is very eager to have your portrait, I am certain of it.”

Her tension—and dismay—increased. Francesca recalled the Channing ball, which for her, personally, had
been a disaster—and the moment when Hart had looked at her in her disheveled state, a state induced by spending quite a few minutes upon a sofa in Bragg’s arms. The look he had given her had been thoroughly unpleasant; he had known what she had been doing, and he had been quite clear that he did not approve of her interest in his
married
brother. (He had also, several times, admitted how perfect she and Bragg were for one another.) And then he had told Sarah that he wished to commission a portrait. Of Francesca—in her daring red dress, with her hair down, and her straps slipping, and her lips bee-stung.

Francesca flushed now. She hated recalling that nasty exchange. It was not Hart’s business if she remained enamored of his half brother. In fact, she had told him so several times.

“Francesca, you aren’t changing your mind, are you?” Sarah asked breathlessly.

Now it was Francesca’s turn to sigh—almost. Instead, she muffled the sound. Sarah had begged her to sit for the portrait. This was her chance to gain a foothold in the world of art. It was, in fact, a huge coup to have Hart commission a portrait from her. “If he remains serious, of course I have not changed my mind,” Francesca said, rather glumly. “I promised, and it would be the most stunning opportunity for you. But Sarah, do not be disappointed if Hart is no longer interested.”

Sarah grinned. “Yesterday he dropped off a check. A deposit, if you will. He has paid me half of the commission in advance.”

“Why, that’s unheard of!” Francesca cried, stunned and furious.

Sarah lightly touched her arm. “You see, he is deadly serious.”

Francesca stood, about to pace. Then she decided to dismiss Hart from her mind, as he had the knack of annoying her even when he was not present. “We have a
case to solve. In fact, I shall go home, fetch Joel, and see if there is any word out on the street about the who or the why of this. Then I shall go down to Police Headquarters, as this is a crime, and it must be reported. First, however, I wish to interview Harris, the doorman.” She wanted a head start on the case before the police became involved.

Sarah nodded. “I can see that, in spite of the unhappy circumstances, you are thrilled to be back at what you love most—sleuthing.”

Francesca smiled a little. “I cannot seem to help myself, I guess. We are very alike, you and I.”

“I realize that. Although no one would ever know it to look at us, as you are so beautiful and so full of life, while I am drab and shy.”

“You are not drab! You are not shy!” Francesca rushed to her and hugged her.

“I do not mind being drab and shy. You know I do not care what others think. I only care about my art.” Her eyes changed, glowing now, with anger. “I want to know who did this, Francesca, and I want to know why.”

“I shall not let you down,” Francesca vowed. And she meant it.

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