Page 73 of The Highlander’s Unexpected Wife

“Do not try me, Lennox,” Cameron growled.

Cameron hauled Napier over his shoulder and handed him up to James in the driver’s seat next to Allan. The man weighed as much as an elephant. Cameron stepped inside the carriage and pulled the door shut behind him.

He eased Bob’s head up, then sat and laid the man’s head on his leg. The carriage lurched into motion as Cameron lifted the petticoat and checked the wound. It had stopped bleeding. That was something. Bob’s chest rose and fell in shallow breaths.

“I expect an explanation, Hunter,” Lennox snapped.

Cameron jerked his head up and pinned the man with a hard stare. “I advise you to save your questions for when we are alone.”

Lennox scoffed. “I care nothing for your advice.”

“Then I will gladly discuss your association with a Mister Ross Montgomery. He is a close associate of John Napier, I believe.”

Lennox’s eyes widened. He glanced at the women, but said nothing more.

Cameron met Alison’s worried gaze and forced a reassuring smile.

An hour later, Cameron left Bob in the doctor’s care and headed to the library to deal with Lennox. The ladies had retreated to Alison’s bedchambers, which afforded him the privacy he needed to deal with Lennox. Cameron entered the library, where Lennox stared out the window. Cameron crossed to the sideboard, poured a glass of whisky and emptied the glass in two gulps.

Lennox didn’t turn until Cameron said, “You will confess all to the constable.”

Lennox turned. “Make any accusations you like, I have nothing to confess.”

Cameron slammed his glass down on the sideboard and crossed to Lennox. “Napier tried to kill your daughter and my wife.”

“And he is dead.”

“I will not hesitate to shoot you, as well.”

“I imagine your wife would not so easily forgive her husband for shooting her uncle.”

Cameron gave a slow nod. “Aye. But you would be wise not to count on that. Erin will be living with us. She will marry a man of my choosing.”

“How dare you? I will not—”

“Let us dispense with the pretense, Lennox. You were involved with Napier and Montgomery’s sex trade ring.”

The fear that flashed in his eyes confirmed all.

“If pressed, I can prove it, or make your life hell in the process. You will agree to my terms or, when the constable arrives to question me about Napier’s death, I will have you arrested.”

“You cannot do that,” he shot back.

Cameron shrugged. “Make no mistake, I can. He may release you within a few days, but you will be ruined. All of Inverness will know you were accused of kidnapping women and selling them to men for their sexual pleasure.”

“It isn’t true,” he sputtered.

“But it is. I am well aware of the two young maids who disappeared from a household on Bright Street two months past.”

Lennox’s eyes widened.

Cameron stepped close. “I should shoot you on the spot.”

“But my daughter—”

“Get out,” Cameron growled.

Lennox hesitated, then strode from the room.