chest. âHow could anyone sneak in here with all of usââ
âWe all slept soundly for the first time in a fortnight,â Dugan said. âThey might have set fire to the place and none of us would have noticed it until our hair was on fire.â
âIt makes no sense, Dugan. Who knew we had pieces of the French map?â
Dugan shook his head. He did not know, but he could not just stand there doing naught but scratching his head. He turned to his men. âAll of youâget your horses and take to the road. Two of you ride southward, the rest of you head north and see if you can find our thief. If heâs left the inn, he couldnât have gone far. Lachann, come with me.â
âWhat are you going to do, Dugan?â
âIf anyone in this place is up and about,â he said, âthat could be our thief.â
âYouâre going to listen at every door?â
âIf need be.â Dugan headed up the stairs and when he reached the top, noted one door that was slightly ajar. He pushed it open and saw that the room was empty.
âI thought there were no spare rooms to let,â Lachann whispered.
âDamn all,â Dugan muttered. âTwas Lady Mauraâs room. With his own eyes, heâd seen Baird escort her to it.
The fire was out, but Dugan could see that the lady had done no more than lie on top of the bedclothesâprobably so she would not become too comfortable and sleep through until morning.
The wench had decided to steal from him last night, when the taste of him was still on her lips.
âDo you think she left alone, Dugan?â Lachann asked quietly.
âI doubt it,â he replied. âWhat highborn lady would go off in the night without a servant or two to take care of her?â
âOr an escort.â
âAye.â
âTwas infuriating. To have been so taken in by a bonny face and form. He and Lachann returned to the main floor, Dugan vowing never again to be so taken in.
Had Maura and Baird concocted a quick plan together after hearing Archieâs slip of the tongue? She had not seemed particularly glad of Bairdâs company, but mayhap he was her only choice.
Damn all! Dugan wanted to punch his fist through a wall. He could not believe heâd been so lax that heâd allowed the woman to steal away his only possibility of raising the funds he needed to keep his clan on their land.
As the sun rose, Dugan and Lachann gathered their belongings together. They heard activity in the kitchen and found the innkeeper there, along with two maids. Dugan made haste in settling his account with the man, asking him if he knew when Lady Mauraâs party had left the inn.
âThey havâna left, Laird.â The man frowned fiercely. âAt least, not that I know of. Theyâve noâ paid me fer their lodgings.â
No, of course they had not settled their account, not if theyâ
A shrill voice and the clomping of heavy shoes on the staircase interrupted Duganâs thoughts. The old woman he had seen with Lady Maura burst into the kitchen. âSheâs gone!â she cried. âGone!â
âLady Maura, ye mean?â asked the innkeeper.
âWell, who else would I be talking about, man?â the woman demanded in a panicked but decidedly sour tone. âWhere could she have gone?â
The innkeeper spoke to one of the maids. âGo out to the privy and see if the lady is there.â
âIâve been there, sir,â the old woman countered. âWhich is why I know that Lady Maura is not there or in her room!â
Dugan stepped forward. âWhat about her lieutenant?â
The old woman looked askance at Dugan for suggesting the possibility that the two were together, but turned to the innkeeper. âRouse Lieutenant Baird, sir.â Then she turned to Dugan and pointed one pale finger at him. âAnd you keep out of this, you . . . you . . . highlander