Caroline stared up at the man before her. He was as tall as she remembered, with broad shoulders and impeccably styled hair that was a bit more grey than she recalled, and there were more lines around his eyes and mouth. Despite the expensive-looking suit, there was no disputing the fact he was her father. Gasper Destine leaned forward, his hand reaching out for her. Caroline stared at him, blankly for a moment, unable to comprehend what she was seeing. Gasper leaned in closer, and Caroline ...