“I’m interested in this part,” she explained as she slipped back into her boots. “It’s the first in ages that’s sparked something in me.”
“It’ll be fine,” I reassured her. “Go, go.”
“What about you?”
“I’ve got my car.”
“Maybe you should follow us back?”
In all honesty, it was nice to be off the estate. I was enjoying Eredine’s company, and I still wanted to visit the fairy glen nearby. I said so to Lucy.
Her eyes darted to the clock, and she frowned in thought. “Promise me you won’t go to the glen later than six?”
“It doesn’t get dark for hours yet.” This far up, the sun didn’t start to set until around eight thirty at this time of year.
“I know how lost you get in your work. Just promise.”
“I already promised Lachlan I’d be back at the castle for dinner at seven. I plan to keep that promise.”
“Good.” She hurried over to give me a distracted kiss on the cheek, treated Eredine to the same, and then fled the cabin hilariously fast.
I flopped down on the sofa. “She’s a complex lady, that one.”
“How so?”
“I don’t know. It’s like she’s two people. The woman who loves acting, loves the fame … but then there’s this other part of her that seems to crave the idea of home, family. I think that’s why she spends so much time here.”
Eredine gave me a sad smile. “Yeah. I think you’re right. Sometimes she has these moods. She gets melancholy, and maybe it’s because she doesn’t know what she wants.”
I’d never been subjected to Lucy’s melancholy moods and was a little surprised to hear she suffered from them. “I wonder if what she wants is here in Ardnoch, not in Hollywood, and she’s just in denial about it.”
“By what she wants, do you mean someone in particular?”
Thinking of Thane, I shrugged. “Maybe someone here might have caught her eye, yeah.”
Eredine considered this. “That would be nice. For her to stay, permanently.”
The urge to pepper the young woman with questions about her own reasons for choosing Ardnoch was strong. “You like it here, don’t you?” I said inanely.
“Of course. It’s my home.”
“But that accent tells me somewhere else was home first.”
She smirked at my stealthy attempt to unearth her history. “Nowhere has been home until here. But I am originally from Chicago, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“How did you meet Lachlan?”
“In LA.” Eredine stood. “Another coffee?”
Her tone said, “Don’t ask me anything else.” Like I said, I didn’t push people. “Sure.”
A knock at the door stopped her midway, and I held up a hand to halt her from checking it out. Instead, I did, peeking out the side window first and relaxing at the sight of one of Lachlan’s security team. There were so many of them now, I didn’t know them all by name (even though Mac had introduced me), but I knew this woman. At six two with a pretty face no amount of scowling or slicked-back hair could hide, the bodyguard was difficult to forget.
I opened the door. “Hey.”
She nodded. “Just wanted you to know I’m here now that Ms. Wainwright has left with her private security.” She gestured to the SUV parked out front. “I’ll be sitting in there, on guard if you need me. Now and then, I’ll take a walk around the perimeter too.”
“Great. I’m sorry, your name again?”
The guard straightened to her full height. “Everyone calls me Ada.”
“Thank you, Ada. I’ll let Eredine know.”
Ada nodded and turned swiftly on her heel, marching down the porch steps and across the drive to her vehicle.
I closed the door and turned to a bemused Eredine. In a creepy voice, I said, “Ada is watching over you. Don’t be scared if you hear footsteps around the perimeter.”
Eredine chuckled at my teasing. “Life is so weird right now.”
I chuckled with her, even as I felt a twinge of guilt for making light of the situation. The problem was, if I didn’t find ways to laugh at the absurdity of it all, I’d fall into a gloom of despair that a murderer was still out there, and the man … well, the man I cared about was still in danger.
* * *
Though Eredine offered to show me the way to the glen, I knew how distracted I could get while working, and I knew she was enjoying being home, so I declined. Instead, she gave me what seemed like straightforward directions, and I got in my car with a nod to Ada, who frowned like she hadn’t realized I would be leaving the premises.
Vacillating between returning to the castle like I’d promised Lachlan if Lucy couldn’t come with me and going to the glen anyway, the reddening sky of the early evening persuaded me it would be fine if I went. I wouldn’t be long. The light was just too gorgeous to let it go to waste.