Chapter Five
Oliver was in his study at 7:00 the next morning greeting his new caretaker. Jack Salinger was just the appealing sort of fellow he hoped for. Sound references and the kind of attitude that should work well for him at Sparrowhawk. Though Jack was not a tall man, he had a lean, muscled build and sleek black hair like the mane of a stallion, tied into a neat ponytail at the base of his neck. His beard was full, but clipped closely to his face, like several days’ growth. A pair of handsome chestnut colored eyes gave his appearance an intense charm that could be soft, or harsh, or seductive depending on his mood. He reminded the master of Sparrowhawk of himself in his youth—of the days when he was free of the entanglements that now made his life both interesting and complex. Jac
