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head to toe.
    Georgie tensed reflexively, even as heat
trailed in the wake of his gaze. Her nipples tightened. As if aware
of her contradictory emotions, a mocking expression glinted in his
mesmerizing eyes.
    He was good looking enough to warrant a
second look by any woman with a pulse and his casual air of
confidence told her he was well aware of his sex appeal. Annoyed at
her body’s unwanted reaction to his attractiveness, she cleared her
throat.
    “I’m Georgie Whitely. I’m a midwife on this
ward. How can I help you?”
    The gleam of amusement left his face. “I’m
looking for my sister, Cynthia Dawson. I’ve been told she’s a
patient here.”
    Georgie’s fists clenched reflexively. So,
she hadn’t misheard. He was looking for Cynthia—his sister. As
his words registered in her brain, she swallowed a surprised gasp.
Chanel had obviously spoken to Bryce.
    “You must be Cameron Dawson,” she said and
was pleased her voice remained steady. At least the poor girl now
had a family member to help her through her grief. Georgie couldn’t
help but feel relieved. At the same time, she wondered where he’d
been over the past ten years.
    From the look and cut of his charcoal-gray
suit, crisp, white business shirt and tastefully matching maroon
tie, he’d done well for himself somewhere along the line. Why
hadn’t he shared some of his good fortune with his little
sister? She didn’t know, but was more than curious to find
out.
    “Yes, I am. How do you know?”
    His question broke into her thoughts and she
forced herself to pay attention. “Cynthia gave me your name last
night when I asked her about her family. You’re a police officer,
right?”
    “Yes, I’m a detective stationed at the City
of Sydney Police Station. I’ve been there nearly three years.”
    “Just as Cynthia said.”
    He frowned as if about to say something, but
then appeared to change his mind. Georgie took his arm and led him
out of earshot of Cynthia’s bed.
    “Where are we going?”
    Georgie put a finger to her lips. Shooting
her another suspicious look, but taking her cue, he followed along
beside her in silence. Releasing his arm, she entered a small room
off the ward that was used as the patient kitchen. Grateful to find
it empty, she waited for him to enter and then moved to close the
door.
    “What’s going on? Why all the secrecy? I’d
like to see my sister.”
    Georgie nodded. She could understand the
confusion and mistrust that now filled his eyes. “Mr Dawson, I’m
afraid I have some very sad news.”
    The man’s face turned ashen. “Oh, Christ,
please don’t tell me it’s too late! I haven’t seen her since she
was a little girl and now that she’s here, in Sydney…” His voice
filled with urgency. “Please, nurse, tell me she’s all right! What
happened? I need to know what happened.”
    “Your sister’s fine, Mr Dawson, at least,
she will be in time. It’s her baby I’m talking about. Cynthia gave
birth to a little girl yesterday afternoon. I was present for the
delivery. Unfortunately, for reasons we can’t explain, the baby
died in her sleep last night.”
    Shock replaced the look of desperation that
had previously clouded his expression and he reared back.
“ Died ? What the hell do you mean, she died? Was there
something wrong with her?”
    “Not as far as we know. There certainly
didn’t appear to be anything wrong with her when I saw her last,
but the fact is, sometime during the early hours of the morning,
the baby stopped breathing.”
    Cameron shook his head, disbelief and anger
flashing in his eyes. “This is bullshit! How could a baby just up
and die? This is the twenty-first century and we’re standing in a
hospital. Babies don’t die in hospitals in this day and age!”
    His voice had risen by several decibels and
Georgie did her best to remain calm. It was her only hope of
soothing his temper.
    “I understand your shock and confusion, Mr
Dawson, but I don’t know what else you want