Somewhere in the Highlands (Somewhere in Time Book 4) by Beth Trissel

Author:Beth Trissel [Trissel, Beth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beth Trissel
Published: 2013-07-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

All this saving the world stuff surely did energize a fellow. Fergus felt as if he’d been shot out of guns. Exhilaration pulsed through him like the vibrations of the most unlikely song blaring from the monster truck Beezus clutched. He’d never considered himself a leader, particularly of an attack on burley Highlanders. But he was in his element now. Perhaps because this was such an unorthodox approach. He’d certainly never lead a conventional one.

Shouting “Unleash Hell!” to further rattle the enemy, he reached the bottom of the stairs—Beezus and Hal at his heels.

The one snag, more men brandished swords and dirks than he’d anticipated. Unlike those they were up against, his small landing party weren’t supposed to kill any. That rule didn’t apply in reverse, however, putting them at a distinct disadvantage. He, Hal, and Beezus were all fair game. Fighting to keep together, the trio headed further into the crypt.

“Retreat or Die!” Yelling whatever seemed most unnerving, Fergus plunged his green lightsaber into the midriff of the boggle-eyed MacDonald on Beezus’s tail.

The stunned man cried out and crumbled, writhing, onto his knees.

Effective. But apparently not frightening enough. As taken aback as this guard and the others appeared, Fergus thought they’d bolt up the steps like a herd of cattle. Even trample each other in the rush. But only a few fled. Others rallied. Terror of answering to Morley if they failed him must outweigh their fear, or that devil had better prepared them for this bizarre onslaught than Fergus had foreseen. Well then, he must convince these men the dogs of war had invaded their Godless realm.

“Eat fire!” he called, springing aside to avoid the great blade coming at him. “Now Beezus!”

Fergus whipped around to see her set the sparklers ablaze with shaky fingers. Working the remote, she sped the sizzling truck over the stone floor at scattering guards; it must look like a demon from the mouth of Hades to these 17th century Scotsmen.

He glanced at Beezus. Those tawny tiger eyes revealed one frightened kitty, but Fergus knew she’d hold her ground no matter how rattled she was. Manning the remote left her unable to defend herself, though. And she seemed especially under assault. Was it his imagination, or were some determined guards maneuvering to get past him and go for Beezus?

He thrust his taser into an on comer’s chest and sent him roaring back.

No. He wasn’t imagining it. They were definitely after her! But not for death. No lethal blades sliced her way. Had Morley issued an order for her capture?

Cold fear knotted Fergus’s heart. That was exactly what he’d done. Fergus couldn’t take them all on. And time was running out. “Hal! Twelve o’clock! Help Beezus!”

“Duck!” Hal yelled at her.

She hit the floor and rolled to the side as Hal blasted a fiery miasma of spray into the face of the assailant bent on grabbing her.

“Ye bastard!” Covering his eyes, the man lurched blindly, colliding with another. Both fell.

Arms outstretched, a second Highlander ran at her.

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