“I can cut it again if I need to.” Even as she said it, her palm tingled. “Has there been any change in the tapestries?”
“No.” Evie gave a shake of her head. “Nothing has changed. I checked this morning.”
“Is it true you saw them die?” Chloe asked, her voice echoing inthe great hall. Worry creased her face.
“Yes.” She broke a cake in half and popped it into her mouth.
She didn’t want to remember that. It was a terrible, bloody scene. Even though it was a vision, she was still able to smell death and hear the screech of the winged creatures that poured in from the Realm of Chaos. She was the one responsible for stopping that and she wasn’t sure how yet.
That’s why she wanted to put the keystone back into one piece.
“We should try it,” Evie said.
“It’s too dangerous,” Chloe said. “Remember what happened when we put the two pieces together?”
“What happened?”
Brianna looked between the two of them but neither seemed to want to talk. Evie wrung her hands together.
“Rory MacDonald kidnapped the two of us,” Evie said. “He took us to his stronghold to try to force us to hand over the pieces of the keystone.”
“Because he wants to use them for himself,” Chloe added.
“Yes,” Evie added. “When we tried to escape, we put the pieces together. And then something strange happened to the both of us.”
“It was like we were seeing through our eyes, but…not,” Chloe added.
“As though wewerethe Triple Goddess. Or at least the Past and the Present,” Evie interjected. “They started to glow and somehow we knew the words to chant.”
“A chant?” Brianna asked.
“Yes. I don’t recall the words now.”
Clearly, there was more to this story than she was getting. She had so many questions. The first being how were they kidnapped under the noses of two of the most fearsome Highlanders around? Callum and Malcolm were alpha to the core. But she didn’t have a chance to ask anything asChloe continued.
“Nor I,” she said. “It was as though it’d happened to someone else. We were able to use the power of the stone to create a portal and escape from the MacDonald stronghold and return here.” She cut a glance to Evie. “Should I tell her about Bruce?”
“Who the hell is Bruce?” Brianna couldn’t help but feel as though they’d left out a lot of information.
Evie gave Chloe a solemn nod. Her emerald gaze shifted to Brianna, giving her the impression this was news she did not want to hear. Whatever it was.
“When I lived in Edinburgh, I dated a man named Bruce. Turns out, he had been using me to steal my piece. He and his brother, John, invaded my apartment one night. He followed me through from the future to here. I think he’s helping the MacDonald clan.”
A flash of heat washed over here as she stared at Chloe. “John MacDonald?” she asked.
Chloe nodded.
The blood drained from her head so fast, she saw dark pinpricks. With a groan, she laid her forehead on the table in front of her.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” Alarm sounded through Evie’s voice.
“I know who John MacDonald is.” She lifted her head and looked at both her sisters. “I visited your museum, Chloe, looking for answers. I talked to the director.”
“You talked to Director Greaves?” Surprise etched on her features as though she could not believe Brianna would do something like that on her behalf.
“She was less than helpful.” She pressed her lips together as she remembered the aloof woman who wanted nothing more than to shoo her away. “But it was the only place I knew to start. I knew Evie was at the gala that night. I thought maybe I could retrace her steps to see if I could figure out what had happened to the two of you. By that time, I’d already visited Mystic Treasures and received the piece of stone from Moira.”
“What did the director tell you?” Chloe asked.
