The Highland Mist - Highlander 1 by Karen Marie Moning

Author:Karen Marie Moning
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-09-03T07:00:00+00:00

having them doctored a bit. They now reflect a juvenile delinquent with a

natural inclination toward criminal behavior. She'll take the fall alone.

There's not a cop in my fair city who'd try to pin anything on Mr. Eberhard

Darrow Garrettgenerous political patron. I never leave the Kingdom of

N'Awlins. She's the one always in and out of the country." Adrienne's eyes were wide with horror. What was he saying? Gerard laughed. "We got a huge shipment out in her Mercedes last month, Eb. The Acapulco run was nothing but brilliant." Shipment? Adrienne wondered frantically. Shipment of what? She backed soundlessly away from the door. Stupid. Gullible. Innocent. What was

so bad about being innocent? she wondered as she slunk through the darkened

house, swallowing her sobs. At least there was honor in innocence. At least

she never hurt anyone, never used anyone. So maybe she was a tad gullible.

Maybe she even lacked a bit of common sense. But she more than made up for it in other departments. She had a good heart. That should count for

something. Her throat tightened with suppressed tears. Stop it, she chided

herself. Focus. Find the queen. Get back home. They don't make men like the

Hawk in the twentieth century, and after the Hawk no man would ever be a

temptation again. The gatehouse loomed before her. Why hadn't they stopped

her? She knew they were still there. Maybe he wanted them to let her go. Maybe she'd been so naive and unschooled that he really wasn't interested at all.

After all, a man like that certainly wouldn't have a hard time finding a

willing woman. What would the king's whore care? There would always be

another woman. She kicked angrily at a pebble and watched it skitter into the wall of the gatehouse. Would they pull up the portcullis and draw back the

sally port for her? Roll out the red carpet to celebrate her

leave-taking? And as she stepped into the archway, Grimm melted out of the

shadows. She stopped, relieved. Try that again, she told herself. Write that scene one more time, Adrienne de Simone. It reads, "she stopped, furious at being denied escape." No, definitely relieved. She sighed, her shoulders drooping. "Grimm. Let me pass. It's my life. Move." He shook his head.

"Sorry, milady." "Grimm, I must go back to the Comyn keep." "Why?" She studied him a moment in the breaking light. He looked truly confused, and his eyes kept scanning the northern bailey, as if he was expecting someone.

"Because I'm homesick," she lied. Well, perhaps not exactly a lieshe did miss Moonie terribly. "Ah!" Understanding dawned in his handsome features. He stood before her, his legs apart, muscular arms folded across his chest. "Are you looking for something?" "What?" He couldn't know! Could he? "Grimm, did Lady ComynI mean my mothersay anything about well anything of mine that I

might have left there at home?" "Like what?" Grimm asked, the veritable picture of innocence. "Yes, like what?" echoed a voice behind her. Something in his voice had decidedly changed and for the worse. The Hawk's velvet purr

had taken on the coldness of smooth, polished steel.

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