Pay the Devil - Jack Higgins [80]
“There is always hope,” she said firmly. “God lets no man suffer for too long.”
“Fate plays strange tricks at times,” he said. “I arrived in Ireland looking for peace and quiet. Instead I found a situation I couldn’t ignore. Now I’m leaving, a hunted fugitive, lucky to escape a hanging.”
“You consider your visit an entire misfortune, then?” she said, gazing up at him and the moonlight glinted amber and gold in her dark eyes.
He gazed back. “Not an entire misfortune,” he said. “No.”
He cupped her face in his hands and gently kissed her on the mouth. His arm slid around her waist and she leaned against him. He gave her no other answer, for it was not needed. Together, they looked their last on Ireland, as it merged into the dark horizon of night.
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Epigraph
IRELAND - 1865
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13