St Just looked up as his brother walked in.

He had been working, frowning over some calculations that had just come in. Something was wrong again. They were expanding at the rate of knots, buying up a new place in Hollowford and now, this. He tapped the paper thoughtfully. He would get a copy of this, run it through with Bianca and decide what to do.

But something about his brother's demeanour was off. Looking at O’Grady, he sighed. The man was such a softie when it came to women. He had been to lunch, presumably, with that shark, Barbara Watermann.

Finn St Just had taken an instant dislike to...