dining room noise dropped away, and all I could hear was the low hum of the ship and my own pulse in my ears.
A thousand ugly possibilities crashed through my mind at once.
Was this my husband’s lover? Had they been together for years? Or perhaps he was a business partner Marcus had wronged? Had my whole marriage been a stage set, I’d never have been shown the back of it?
The man slowly shook his head, almost as if he’d guessed exactly what I was thinking.
“No,” he
