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stick this out to the end. I appreciate—’
    ‘You’re
not expected to appreciate anything. I can use you in the firm. You’re good.
The trouble with you, Abigail, is that you’re too good, too gentle.’ She bit
down on her lip. That’s more or less what Logan had said this morning but he
had said it much more coldly. ‘When I’m back,’ Brian went on, I’ll phone
immediately. In the meantime...’
    ‘I’ll
keep my back to the wall and my finger on the trigger,’ she assured him,
forcing a bright laugh.
    ‘Dear,
unworldly Abigail. ’ he mourned quietly. ‘Nothing stops a wolf-not
this wolf. Logan Steele is power beyond imagining, you know that.’ He sighed
lightly. ‘I won’t even be here to offer a shoulder to cry on. Take care.’
    I will.’
She put the phone down and smiled ruefully. She might need a shoulder to cry on
but it would not  be Brian’s. It would never be anyone’s. Since Logan she hadn’t wanted any man to care for her. It was too dangerous, too cruel and not
fair. She still dreamed of Logan and woke up bewildered. It had been too
wonderful to be true in the first place, too cruel to be real when it had
ended.
    When she finally got home,
the usual words were spoken, ‘Anything new?’
    ‘Nothing.’
She was not about to tell him about visit to Logan’s office. It would have
driven him over the edge. He had always hated Logan. As she had cancelled any
appointments, there was nothing at all discuss, and once again Abigail was
alone.
    Kent
Madden was almost completely silent throughout dinner, merely grunting his
thanks when their long-time housekeeper, Rose, served the meal. She knew, of
course—everyone knew—and she cast a worried eye a Abigail’s pale face every
time she came into the Even Rose was relying on her, expecting miracles, and it
all weighed heavily on Abigail, even at home.
    There was
nowhere to run, nowhere to go. It was utterly frustrating to be so vulnerable
and helpless.
    ‘Something
has got to be done!’ her father suddenly grated as they were having coffee.
‘There must be some—action we can take, something that I’m missing.’ He got up
and paced about, once again working himself up. ‘It’s never been a problem to
get hold of money.’
    ‘No
amount of money would match the Steele Group Abigail pointed out quietly. ‘Even
without the backing of two powerful banks Logan has millions of his own.’
    And
you’re entitled to some of that!’ Kent Mad spun round and looked at her
fiercely. ‘You never divorce him.
     
    ‘If you had he would have
had to part with plenty’
    ‘I doubt
it. In any case. I want nothing from Logan. I wouldn’t accept a crust.’
    ‘You’re
too soft,’ he said scathingly. ‘One day, my girl you’ll learn that you have to
grab the things you want!’ You’ve let him off scot-free!’
    ‘I was
just glad to survive,’ Abigail murmured. They had been through this before and
the subject was painful and distasteful. When she had walked out on Logan she had left that life completely behind and she did not need to be reminded of it.
    Her
father sank into his usual silence and she made her way to bed before he could
start up again. He always made her feel that somehow this was all her fault,
that It if she had never married Logan all this would never have happened.. It
would have, though. She was not nineteen now and the memory of Logan’s threat of that day five years ago was all too real. Even when he had been married
to her, even when she had been in his arms, he had been planning her father’s
destruction.
    She lay
in bed, too bet up to sleep, and her mind went back to Logan. How cold and
heartless he had seemed today—just power with no drop of humanity in him. He
might continue to tear them apart until they were finish. He might feel that
the Madden Corporation was still viable but it was not viable for them. With Logan’s wealth and backing it was perhaps possible to save it. What did he intend to do?
Would he