Page 267 of The Defiant Curse

“Ceit isn’t at rest. Me showing up set it off. I started sleepwalking, and in that dream, I was talking to Ceit. Then, we found out she’s missing her heart—which turns out to be a necklace. We dug up a body to find that. Oison stole it from her before he shoved her out the window. Can you imagine a father doing that?”

None of them could.

“Now, we have the necklace, and on the back, there’s a name. We can’t read it, so we’re taking it to the jeweler. We believe that Ceit came here already knocked up, and we’re trying to see if the guy who did it was someone by the name of Cathal C.”

What was crazy was she’d only been there a little while.

“We found out the letters between Ceit and Duncan were fake, and they were covering for the Ciarán and Duncan. How much of them? We don’t know. So, Ian is going to be upset.”

Oh, they bet.

All he did was talk about the letters.

She continued.

“Ciarán was his one true love. We also believe that when he was coming back from war, it was to kick Ceit out and take her baby. Duncan wanted that heir, and he was going to take him. As it turns out, Catherine, Ceit’s sister likely betrayed them, sharing information with Oison in order to escape the man. The rest, we’re working on now.”

Wow.

That was something.

“You definitely have a mystery there,” Gene said. “Still jealous.”

Oh, well, all things happened for a reason.

“We need to put them to rest, and figuring out this last part will do it. In the castle, there’s weeping and door slamming.”

As if to prove they were being watched, the library door opened, slowly, and then slammed shut.

HARD.

“What was that?” Callen asked.

They told him.

“Oh, you gotta end this before they can open this place to tourists and renting it out,” Callen said. “Haunted is only good this time of the year. Weddings—not so much.”

He had a point.

A good one at that.

“We’re working on it,” she admitted. “We just wanted to check in and say we love you.”

Well, that was mutual.

“Can you kiss the kids for me when they get back from Fiji and tell them I needed a rest? They can call me if they need me,” she said. “I’ll turn my phone back on now that Ivan is aware.”

They all laughed.

Again, she was warned.

“IVAN IS PISSED!” Gene warned. “If he calls, don’t answer,” he suggested. “He’s going to ride ass over this one for a long time.”

Oh, she bet.

“I won’t. Thanks for the heads-up, my love,” she said, calling Gene that now, too.

Because he was.