But it seems he didn't. From what she saw in his face. And that's sad.
Arthur's thick, black brows rose high on his forehead. “He told you this?”
“Aberdeen went on and on about how I pretty much stole you from him.” And I’d sent the fruitcake with Cristina.
“Cristina!” Anna glanced up at Arthur. “Aberdeen said he sent Cristina to be with her grandfather. We have to save her!”
Arthur shook his head. “No, Cristina was locked in one of the rooms in this place. Aberdeen lied to you. I found my daughter chained to a wall, shouting how she was going to slice Aberdeen’s balls from his body.”
Anna smiled. “Sounds like Cristina, all right.”
“I never suspected Aberdeen’s feelings toward me. He hid them well.” Arthur strode to the door and waited for Anna to join him.
Anna moved along, her
