She hoped it would, as she hoped it would bring some peace to Jay Duran when she told him.
She walked to the door and, taking Roarke’s hand, rang the bell.
Later, sometime later when the day was finally done, she sat with Roarke by the pond, beside the tree they’d planted, with the scent of spring in the air, the stars blooming overhead, and the lights of the house glowing.
She’d done the job, and would hold on to her own peace while it lasted.