Sharon was frightened of the threat she heard in his voice that her eyes flew open and the warm contentment she felt.

'Bryan.....' frightened, she gazed up into his unreadable face.

'Tell me about Gerhard Alexandria ', he demanded grimly.

'No, I won't ', she stood up feeling too vulnerable with him towering over her. But as she tried to move away, he caught her shoulders, his fingers bitting into her flesh as he turned her to face him. 'I want to know' he said angrily, shaking her slightly.

'It's none of your damned business', she retorted, hating him for his strength, unable to understand his obsession with a dead...