Seducing the Ruthless Rogue (60 page)

“A few blocks from the Horseguards.
 
I believe it was an assassination attempt on me.”

“I see.”

“Take a drink of your coffee.
 
I had them put something a bit stronger in it.”

Wulfe mechanically took a drink of the coffee, welcoming the whisky he could taste in it.
 
He just as quickly put the cup down.
 
“The twins.
 
I have to get to the twins.
 
Sarah’s parents will be like vultures,” he knew he was rambling, but could not stop.

“The children are being well cared for at the moment by your wife.”

In the process of standing, Wulfe paused, hands braced on the table and looked at McKenzie.
 
“I’m sorry, Director, but I don’t think I heard you correctly.
 
Did you say they were being looked after by my
wife
?
 
And before you answer, please remember that I am very much single and have a beautiful mistress that is very demanding of my attention.”

“The children are being cared for by your wife,” Mack repeated.

“And just who the hell is this wife?”

“Your brother said the name ‘Bekah’.”

“Bloody hell!
 
How in the hell am I married to that waspish woman when I am in London and she is at Wulfecrest Manor?”

“Proxy marriage.”

Wulfe dropped back on the chair.
 
He would have had to sign some sort of papers, wouldn’t he?
 
Then he remembered a night several years ago when he had not been thinking clearly.
 
A night that had changed the lives of several people.
 
Barkley, his valet had presented papers for him to sign and passed them off as “estate business”.
 
Bloody hell, he had signed his life over to a fishwife.
 
Never again would he sign something without reading it thoroughly.
 
“Damn, damn, damn,” he muttered before pounding his fist on the table.
 
His head began to pound.

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