”“Well if my bounty is higher than yours, you have to buy me a drink, got it?”“Deal, but I should probably tell you now that I plan on finishi...ng things with Seraph tomorrow, so we might not be able to leave Colbrand quietly.”“Noah, I know what the Knight’s Sheath meant to you, but you should let this go. Beating him up will only make things harder for us.”“I can’t. I keep telling myself that he’s not worth it, but it’s like my brain is on fire. I can’t remember the last time I was this angry.. It would be good to see him again. She undressed and slipped into the shower, her mind no longer occupied with business.On her visit to Geneva in the early fall, tired and sick of the business life, she had met Johannes after a long week of meetings and discussions. He had picked her up outside her hotel on a gloriously sunny morning and driven up the western shore of the lake, past the airport."Where are we going?" Helen asked."I thought you'd like a change," he answered cryptically.. "My heart," Ryan said. Laurel just about melted at that. How could I have doubted him for a second, she thought to herself. Carrie was still babbling, but Laurel barely heard it. She did hear Ryan's voice rise, just a bit, in response."Listen. I've tried to be nice, but that's not working. First of all, Laurel's brilliant. I'm not in her league, but I'm no dummy, and I prefer a girlfriend who I can have an intelligent conversation with. Sorry, Carrie, but that leaves you right out. Second of. It's been cold here and I miss your kisses..." Cade scanned the letter until he came to the signature, "Love, B." His grandfather's name was Walt, so this letter was not from his grandfather. There was no return address on the envelope.Cade continued reading the letters, finally reaching the conclusion that "B" was likely Bill Pennington, Drake's father. It appeared from the letters that Martha had a love affair with Bill Pennington before she married Walt, but Cade couldn't figure out why she.