Dougie turns to look into the living room where we are and a look crosses his face when he sees me. Something between sadness and pity. I’m not sure which as he clears his throat and comes to sit down on the couch.
“Ya kids wrap this. Ye should be getting to bed,” he says.
“Aw, Da. Mum said we could finish one more game. Please,” Dylan pleads.
“I will not tell ya again,” he says.
“Ach, this week has sucked. First, Logan and Cole had to leave, now we can’t even finish our game,” Jamie mutters.
I whip my head in his direction and knit my brows. Cole and Logan left? I had no idea they had already left to return to America.
I sit here frustrated and confused. How am I to get answers now? What does this mean?
I have to fight against poking my lip out and pouting. Instead, I help Kate begin to put the games away. Sadness washes over me because I don’t know when Cole will return.
“Ach, ye girls should head to bed. I’ll drop ye to softball practice in the morning,” Dougie says, breaking into my thoughts.
As I look at Dougie, I get this feeling there’s something more he wants to say. He’s watching me as closely as I’m watching him. I look away as I note the pity in his eyes.
Does he know that I have a thing for his son? Is he pitying me and my stupid crush? I shake my thoughts off and follow Kate to her room.
I’ll have to wait until Cole calls, then maybe I’ll have the courage to ask him all the questions I have floating in my head. I guess only time will tell.
Helen
“Finlay warnedye would come to my door,” Ken McDougal says as I enter his study.
“Then you know what he has done?”
“Aye, I know what the bastard has done.”
I couldn’t go home without knowing if this happened because of me. Angus is dead. In the back of my mind, I have always known there was a chance that the Krupins would find me.
If this was them, I need to know now. I should have known the death of Ian Black was going to open up a can of worms. I disappeared for the most part when I met Angus.
Onyx died, and Helen was born. I fell in love with Angus that first day in that coffee shop; now he’s gone.
It was a hit. That much I knew for sure before I arrived in Scotland. However, I’ve come to know Angus’s family and I knew this could have come from them just the same.
That’s why I came here to Scotland this morning. I watched as the man I love was taken from me. I felt so helpless as the woman I’ve become would have no need to carry weapons.
Angus died in my arms after I got him out of the wreck. People on the street yelled and screamed in confusion and concern. Yet the driver of the car that rammed Angus right outside our hotel got away.
I stared into my love’s eyes as the life went out of them. However, not before I promised him I would find whoever did this and make them pay. I now have my answer and the name of the person who will die for this.
All I need now is permission. Archie McDougal is a dead man. That I will make sure of.
“I knew you were one of Ian’s mercenaries from the time Angus showed up with you.”
I turn to see Ewan McDougal has entered the room from a hidden entrance. I ready myself for a fight. I knew this was a chance I would take when I came here.
“Aren’t you and I the same?” I scoff.
“Aye, love. Ye can relax. My quarrel is not with ye,” he replies.
“I know what ye have come to ask,” Ken says.
“He not only set in motion the events that took my husband’s life, but he has also told the Russians how to find me. Pavel Krupin promised he would find and kill me. Archie has done half the work.
