Eleanor could have killed her brother. And she probably would have tried had she gotten half a chance. He was the type of man that always got himself in trouble. He had a problem with gambling. It wasn't a secret, but it had finally gone too far. He had fallen in with a bad crowd. One that had the handsome Lord Francis. A man that made most girls swoon with delight. She was going to have to watch herself near him. He was a known charmer that knew his way around women. A heartbreaker and a rogue, even if his family had enough power and influence to allow his small indiscretions. She wished that she could say the same thing about herself, but she was bound by the rules of society no matter how she tried to buck them. But none of that mattered. The first thing that she had to do was save her brother. The rest of her problems would be dealt with later.