Page 62 of Edge of Yesterday

“Someone else? Who?”

Cailean shook his head. “I wish I knew. But we need to free her or she will die tomorrow.”

“Die? But you said—”

“She will be killed while trying to escape,” Cailean cut in.

“I warn you, Cailean Ross, if ye are in league with the bastards who took her, I will kill you.”

“If I were in league with them, why would I help you?”

“I do not know.” He shoved a hand through his hair. “For all I know, you could be leading me into an ambush. Only God kens why I dinnae think you would do that. Still, this is very strange business. How do you know Hugh took her?”

“I have knowledge of the future.”

Lennox stared for a long moment. “So you do have second sight?”

“That’s about as good an explanation as you can understand right now.” Cailean glanced at the clouds, drew a long breath. “I know nothing of Murray’s defenses. How will we rescue her?”

“He has a small stronghold. He’s a bit-laird, his family and followers a lesser branch of the great Murray clan up near Inverness. His home is a tower keep only, his lands of no great significance. If he has a dungeon, it will be one or two cells in his undercroft, and very small. But I wager he would keep her in a bedchamber, or maybe a tower. She is a woman, so he wouldnae fear that she could escape, and there is always the chance she could sicken in the dungeon.”

Cailean nodded. “That makes sense. But how do we find out without alerting him?”

“We get another woman’s help.” He kneed his horse and the animal broke into a gallop.

Cailean cursed and spurred his mount into action.