Page 106 of The Valiant Knight
Duncan.’
Gabby put the note down.
“Well, holy shit. There was no love lost between him and Ceit. That was for sure. I think your theory is right. Someone nearby his encampment must have started something with him.”
Graham sipped his tea.
“Agreed.”
Now, she was beyond curious.
“I need to see all the letters. I have this overwhelming need to read them and sort through this.”
He laughed.
“You Feds are a curious bunch, but in this case, I completely understand. Ian was hell-bent on solving the mystery. I know he’d be pleased to know someone else was picking up the baton and running with it.”
She loved a mystery.
It was why she worked for the FBI.
She passed the letters back to him.
“They’re in the library?” she asked, knowing he’d understand what she was talking about.
He nodded.
“Yes, Lass. There’s a big old, leather-class book. Someone had it made a long time ago. Someone cared about the history of Ravensmire, and the Granndach clan. That was for sure.”
She sipped her tea.
“And it was ripped apart?”
He nodded.
“Someone was either trying to hide the story out of fear, shame, or anger. The pages were torn out.”
She lowered her voice.
“Can I tell you something weird?” she asked.
He nodded.
“Sure.”
“When I fell through the ice, it felt like someone was pulling me down. It felt like there were fingers around my ankles. That’s crazy, right?”
He stared at her.
“Are you being serious?”
She nodded.
“And when I first met Finn, I turned and felt like I was being shoved into the crypt. Had he not caught me, I would have hit the back of my neck, and been hurt really badly.”
He was worried.
“Lass, that’s not good.”
