Unfortunately their personal relationship was much more complicated.
Katy discussed the management of the fracture with the mother, all the time aware that Jago was standing there, biding his time.
Suddenly she felt hideously nervous and she was desperately searching for an excuse to escape from him when Charlotte hurried down with the news that Ambulance Control had rung to say that they were bringing in a nasty head injury.
With a look of savage frustration on his lean, handsome face, Jago departed, leaving her in no doubt whatsoever that the subject wasn’t closed.
CHAPTER SIX
JAGO rang the bell of the flat with impatient fingers and proceeded to pace up and down like a caged tiger.
Ever since their totally unsatisfactory, interrupted conversation, he’d been filled with a rising tension and foreboding.
What had Katy been about to say when she’d stopped in mid-sentence?
Obviously something that she would rather have kept a secret, he reflected grimly, remembering the sudden pallor of her cheeks.
The door suddenly opened and Libby stood there, her blonde hair tumbling over her shoulders, a defiant gleam appearing in her eyes as she recognised him.
‘Yes?’ Her tone was decidedly unfriendly and he tensed. He wasn’t accustomed to receiving such a complete lack of response from a woman.
Obviously he had some serious fence-mending to do with the sister as well as Katy.
‘I need to talk to your sister.’
‘She’s got a date with Freddie tonight,’ Libby announced smoothly. ‘He’s the man she’s marrying in two months’ time.’
Seeing that she was about to close the door in his face, Jago planted a powerful hand in the middle and pushed it open.
‘She won’t be marrying him.’
Given no choice but to let him in, Libby backed away from the door and glared at him. ‘It took years for her to recover when you walked out last time,’ she said frostily. ‘Because of what you did she’s avoided men like the plague. Don’t think Alex and I are going to stand by and let you do it again.’
‘I’m not going to hurt her.’ Jago stood still, wondering why he felt the need to explain himself to Katy’s sister. He wasn’t in the habit of explaining himself to anyone. ‘I came to finish a conversation. She finally told me everything this morning.’
Libby’s blue eyes were suddenly wary. ‘What do you mean, everything?’
Pushing away the slight niggle that he wasn’t playing fair, Jago took instant advantage. He needed the information. He needed to know.
‘Everything. I know about the baby.’ It was no more than an educated guess but he could see from the look in his eyes that he’d hit the jackpot.
‘She told you that?’ Libby’s eyes narrowed. ‘She didn’t mention it to me this evening.’
Jago’s fabled intellect was working overtime, trying to map out a conversation that would give him the information he needed without revealing that there had been no confession.
‘Let’s just say we’ve finally started talking about things we should have talked about a long time ago. It must have been terrible for her.’
‘It was terrible for all of us. We thought she was going to die for a while,’ Libby said softly, her eyes clouded by unpleasant memories. ‘She was devastated when you left, but then to lose the baby was the final straw. And she was so ill.’
She lost the baby?
His b
aby?
Stunned by the news, Jago masked his expression, determined to elicit all the facts. ‘She was in hospital?’
‘Of course.’ Libby frowned, as if surprised that he should ask such a strange question. ‘It was such a bad fall they were really worried about her.’