Page 64 of Edinburgh Escape
“Just don’t get used to me. I’m serious. You deserve better.”
“I’ll take what I can get for as long as I can.” Maggie pushed up on her toes and pressed her lips to his.
Callum dragged her up closer to him and claimed her mouth in a crushing kiss that stole his own breath away.
When he finally broke away, he knew he would have a hard time walking away from her, but he couldn’t think about that now. Someone in the house had pushed her down the stairs of the hidden room.
“We can’t do this all day.”
“No?” Maggie drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Why not?”
“Because someone tried to hurt you. I assume it’s someone in the manor.” Callum took her hand and led the way back to their room. Once there, he grabbed the journal. “Where did you get this?”
Maggie shrugged. “I found it under my pillow when I came back to the room.”
“Did you see anyone coming or going from the room?”
She shook her head. “No.”
“Whoever left it might have followed you to the library.”
“I was alone in the library,” Maggie said. “Or at least I thought I was until I was pushed.”
With the journal in one hand, he took Maggie’s other hand and went back downstairs and into Ewan’s office.
“Lord Drummond, we have a problem,” he said without excusing himself.
Ewan glanced up from the stack of ledgers. “We do. I heard from your computer hacker, Lucie. She traced the money and found that it was being deposited into a bank in?—”
“—Montana,” Callum finished.
Ewan’s brow twisted. “How did you figure that out?”
“Because someone conveniently left this journal under Maggie’s pillow. It explains a lot about your father.”
“Whose journal is it?” Ewan asked.
Maggie’s mouth pressed into a thin line. “Your mother’s, Lady Elizabeth.”
Ewan’s frown deepened. “My mother’s? I never knew she kept one. You say someone left it under your pillow?”
Maggie nodded. “That’s where I found it.”
“You have to assume whoever put it there knows the manor and knows where you are inside it. So, we need to be alert at all times.” Ewan shook his head. “Who would have kept my mother’s journal?”
“I don’t know, but I suspect it was the same person who shoved me down the stairs to the secret torture room,” Maggie said.
“Torture room?” Ewan stared at Maggie as if she’d lost a few marbles. “What are you talking about?”
“Were you not aware of the secret room hidden behind a bookshelf in the library?” Maggie asked.
Ewan shook his head. “As a child, I was all over the manor. I would have found it. You say it’s in the library?”
Maggie nodded. “I found it and then someone pushed me down the stairs and shut the door, effectively locking me inside. If Callum hadn’t come along when he did, I’d still be there.”
“The depths of my father’s treachery astounds me.” Ewan shoved a hand through his hair. “How did you know where to look for this hidden room?”
“It’s in the journal you’re holding in your hand. Your mother said that your father—” Maggie swallowed hard. “That your father raped the nanny in a secret torture room hidden in the library. You mother forced your father to pay for the nanny to find a new home and provide child support for her child.”
