To Love a Cold Duke (The Midnight Rose Dukes #2)

Chapter 9

"You're staring at that note like it's going to bite you."

Lydia looked up from the paper in her hands; fine paper, cream-colored, with handwriting that was elegant but slightly unsteady, as if the writer had been nervous. She had been staring at it for the better part of ten minutes, reading and rereading the same few lines.