Lilian Darcy - Australia - Handsome Heroes - His Secret Love-Child

‘Yes, but—’

‘A teenager in trouble and desperate not to tell her parents?’

‘Charles checked it out this morning,’ Cal told her. ‘She’s in boarding school in Sydney and hasn’t been home for a month.’

‘So we’ll cross her off the list,’ Gina said reluctantly. ‘Is there no other family?’

‘Charles’s only other sibling is a sister who moved to Sydney over twenty years back,’ he told her. ‘It was a lead worth following but it’s going nowhere.’

‘It just seems such a coincidence,’ she murmured. ‘It’s so rare.’

‘Charles’s father was not exactly a man of honour,’ Cal told her. ‘Charles volunteered that last night. The man was filthy rich, and used to get what he wanted. There’s more than an odds-on chance that he played around.’

‘But he’s dead,’ Gina said. ‘So we can’t ask him if he fathered anyone who might or might not have fathered someone who’s just had a baby. We’re clutching at straws here.’ She sighed. ‘OK. Enough. I’ll go and see the baby now.’ She hesitated. ‘But last night…The accident, the repercussions…’

‘Will be felt throughout the district for ever,’Cal told her heavily. ‘I’m going out to the aboriginal settlement later this afternoon.’

‘Do you want me to come with you?’ Now, where had that come from? She hadn’t meant to offer. It had just slipped out.

‘I’d like that,’ he said gravely, and she cast him a sideways look of suspicion.

‘Maybe I shouldn’t.’

‘Gina, you would help,’ he told her. ‘You’re good with people. You know what to say.’

‘So do you,’ she said bitterly. ‘The Dr Jamieson specialty. Picking up the pieces.’ She shook her head. ‘Sorry. I’m not going there any more. But I will come to the settlement with you. I might as well be useful now I’m here. OK, Dr Jamieson. Let’s move on.’

Cal had patients booked to see him. He had to leave her—for which Gina was profoundly grateful. Sort of. With CJ happily carting junk and Cal disappearing, she was left on her own.

She spent a few minutes calming down and then went to find a pharmacist.

She wanted to see the baby but she had priorities of her own first.

The hospital dispensary was deserted. Open at need, she thought, and tried to figure who to ask. Not Cal. But as she turned away Charles was behind her in his wheelchair and she jumped almost a foot.

‘Do you mind?’ she asked breathlessly, and he grinned.

‘Sorry. I’ve tried to get a wheelchair that does footsteps but they don’t make them.’

‘I’m sorry.’

‘Don’t be. My speciality’s scaring people. And I’m sorry about last night. Talk about throwing you in at the deep end…’

‘It was awful,’ she admitted. ‘But maybe less awful for me who doesn’t know the people and who won’t be round to cope with the consequences.’

‘Cal reminded me you used to run a kids’ group at Townsville.’

‘So I did,’ she told him.

‘You don’t fancy doing it again?’ he asked mildly. ‘There’s a screaming need here.’

‘Cal suggested that,’ she told him. ‘But he suggested I do it at Townsville.’

Charles’s face stilled. He looked at her for a long minute and then he grimaced.

‘Cal’s a fool.’

‘No.’ She shrugged. ‘Not a fool. And I’m going home. There’s no place here for me.’

‘There’s always a place here for you,’ Charles told her forcibly. ‘Your reputation from Townsville was that of a splendid doctor and we’d be honoured to have you stay. Apart from really, really needing a cardiologist.’

‘And where does that leave Cal?’

‘Having to face what he should have faced five years ago,’ Charles told her.

She shook her head and closed her eyes. ‘Leave it, Charles.’

He looked up at her for a long minute—and then he sighed.

‘OK, We’ll leave it.’ He glanced up at her face once more and then through to the empty dispensary. ‘Were you looking for something?’

‘A pharmacist.’

‘We don’t have such a thing. We get what we need when we need it. Do you need something?’

‘Insulin.’

There was an even longer pause. ‘For you?’ he asked at last, and Gina thought, Yes, the man was fast. He’d have figured it couldn’t have been for CJ. She’d never have been able to leave him with strangers if it had been CJ.

‘Yes. For me.’

He frowned. ‘Does Cal know you’re diabetic?’

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