Page 18 of Edinburgh Escape
“How’s our Maggie?” Sadie asked. “Were you able to follow her from the airport all the way to the sleeper train? Wait. You should be on the sleeper train now. What is it, four o’clock in the morning there?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Callum said, his gaze connecting with Maggie’s. “Only we’re not on the sleeper train. I have Maggie here with me. We left the Caledonian in Crewe.”
“Maggie’s with you?” Sadie asked. “Maggie, sweetie, are you all right?”
Maggie’s lips twitched. “I am, thanks to your stealthy bodyguard you sent to keep tabs on me.”
“What happened?” Hank asked.
Callum gave Hank and Sadie a brief recap of the sleeper train stop in Crewe because of the downed tree on the electric lines, the passengers getting out to hear what the train’s attendant had to say and, finally, the attack on Maggie.
“Maggie, are you sure you’re all right?” Sadie asked, her voice clipped.
Maggie’s heart warmed at the concern in her friend’s tone. “I’m fine. Callum came to my rescue.”
“Oh, thank goodness,” Sadie said. “I was worried about you going on your first-ever trip abroad. I was afraid you’d get lost or turned around. I didn’t think you’d be attacked. Though you never know what can happen with a lone female traveling in a foreign country or even here in the States.”
“I guess I should say thank you for going against my wishes,” Maggie said, her lips twisting into a wry grin. So, he hadn’t befriended her because he liked her. He’d been there when she’d needed help. She’d have to get over the disappointment of having her little bubble of attraction burst. She was alive because of the man sitting across the table from her.
“I’d say I’m sorry for going behind your back,” Sadie said, “but that would be a lie. I care about you. I can’t believe someone attacked you in the train station. I’m glad Callum is with you. You’re going to keep him, aren’t you?”
Maggie laughed. “He’s not a puppy I get to keep.”
Callum smiled, the gesture making Maggie’s heart flutter. He truly was a handsome man, even more so when he smiled. And his accent made her pulse quicken every time he spoke.
Get a grip, woman. He’s a hired protector. You’re a preschool teacher from Montana. At the end of her two-week trip to Scotland, she’d head back to Eagle Rock. Callum would remain in Scotland.
“You know what I mean,” Sadie said. “Are you going to let him provide your protection for the entirety of your stay in Scotland?”
“I’m not sure about the entire stay, but we agreed he should come with me to meet my half-brother,” Maggie said.
“Good,” Sadie said. “Hank has some information on the Drummonds you might want to hear.”
Maggie tensed. “What kind of information?”
“Swede did some digging and found that Ewan Drummond, the eldest son of Lord Douglas Drummond, was to be the sole heir to the Drummond estate. However, Lord Drummond changed his will near the end of his life, splitting the estate equally among his surviving children.”
Maggie’s heart beat faster. “I have another half-brother?”
“It appears so,” Hank said. “Bryce Drummond, age five, is Lord Drummond’s second son by his second wife, Fiona Drummond.”
“Five?” Maggie blinked. “How old is Ewan?”
“Ewan is thirty-one. At the age of twelve, he was shipped off to a military boarding school. He spent some time in the British military and became a part of the SAS. He deployed several times to Afghanistan. He left the military after being injured in battle. Ewan didn’t return to the family home until after his father passed.”
“Thanks for letting me know more about my half-brothers,” Maggie said.
“Something else you should know,” Hank said. “Were you aware that your mother was Ewan Drummond’s nanny before she moved to Montana?”
Maggie’s heart skipped several beats. “She was?”
“She worked for him for a year and then moved to Montana,” Hank said.
“Wait.” Maggie’s brow furrowed. “You say the little boy is from Lord Drummond’s second marriage. What happened to his first wife?”
“She died in a horseback riding accident. She was thrown by her mount,” Hank said.
Maggie pressed a hand to her chest and asked, “When?”
