Chapter Eleven

scottishmanorWhere the hell are they?

Beck shivered involuntarily in the cold night air as he and MacTavish stood outside the manor house. Frantic with worry, he hadn’t bothered to grab a coat, and now the wind was playing havoc with the kilt and his thin dress jacket.

“All the cars are still here,” Kepler said as he joined them.

Which meant Brennan had taken Riley somewhere on the grounds.
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