Luck of the Devil by Emily Baker

Author:Emily Baker
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: ZEBRA
Published: 2014-03-11T22:00:00+00:00

“The tinker and his family found the girl here,” Ray, the innkeeper at the Forked River Inn just outside Bray, pointed to a spot on the map. “Here, between Rathdrum and Glendalough. They were going to turn her in for confinement as a crazy woman until Father John took her off their hands.”

“Then we will split up and make inquiries at those towns on the morrow.” Garrett studied the map of the towns at the feet of the Wicklow Mountains.”

“Agreed,” Liam said. “There’s Devil’s Hill near one and Devil’s Peak near the other. Seems right that one of these must be near what we seek.” He clapped his hand on Ray’s shoulder. “Thank you, cousin. Ye’ve done very well by us. A delicious meal in yer finest private dining parlor, comfortable beds awaitin’ us, the information we need—”

Garrett raised his glass to salute their host. “And the best whiskey this side of the island.”

After they drained their glasses, the innkeeper blushed at the praise and shrugged. “What else can I do? Ye’re family. Now, if ye don’t mind I’ve got other guests ta tend to. Enjoy yer evening. I’ll see ye all in the mornin’.” With a cheery wave, he left them in the alcove of his bustling tavern and turned his attention to a patron who looked about to throw a fist at his companion.

“We’d best get back to the parlor and fill in Sean and Maura.”

“Aye,” Liam said. “Afore the furnishings start ta fly, too. Ray’s never been one ta back down from a fight.”

Garrett could not resist making the observation plaguing him since Liam mentioned his cousin. “Ray is not a name usually associated with an old Irish family name like yours.”

“Aye. And his tavern is nowhere near a river. What’s yer point?”

Liam’s laughter joined with Maura’s as he opened the door to the dining parlor their host had set aside for them. He headed straight to the decanter still on the table. Maura and Sean were sitting opposite one another in front of a peat fire. Sean was leaning forward in his chair and she was curled in the corner of a caned settee with her feet tucked under her and her hair down.

“That was a wonderful story. I never had a nurse who told me tales of olden days. My mother read us the Old Testament at bedtimes. Do you know any more?”

The delight in her voice and the sparkle in her eyes made an arresting display. Garrett halted in the doorway. Her appeal and his jealousy that it was Sean who received the benefit of her smiles clashed.

Sean caught sight of Garrett and his eyebrow edged up. “Ahh lass, my tongue’s grown weary. But here is Garrett. He had a nurse that stuffed his head with the same tales when he was a lad. Mayhap he will favor us with the legend of the Green Dragon.”

“The Green Dragon.” She looked at Sean, then Garrett, then back to Sean. “My maid favors the tall tales told about him.

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