Highland Sinner
“Morainn almost smiled at the look of shock on all the men’s faces. She had to admit it had shocked her, too, but not nearly as much as they appeared to be. Did men truly believe that women never fell victim to such a madness, that they could not feel such a murderous hate and anger? If men were so incapable of thinking a woman could be as dangerous, as lethal, as a man, it was no wonder that so many fell victim to the bad ones.
“A woman helped to cut up those women?” asked Tormand, shock still faintly trembling in his deep voice.
“Aye. That hairpin is hers. The others probably are as weel,” Morainn replied. “I cannae tell ye if they fell out as she did her evil work or if she left them apurpose, however.”
“As a sign, mayhap,” murmured Simon.
The man had recovered from his shock quickly, Morainn thought. There was a look in his steel gray eyes that told her he was already working on these new facts, trying to put the puzzle together. She began to doubt that there was much that could sh...ock the man for long.MoreLess
“A woman helped to cut up those women?” asked Tormand, shock still faintly trembling in his deep voice.
“Aye. That hairpin is hers. The others probably are as weel,” Morainn replied. “I cannae tell ye if they fell out as she did her evil work or if she left them apurpose, however.”
“As a sign, mayhap,” murmured Simon.
The man had recovered from his shock quickly, Morainn thought. There was a look in his steel gray eyes that told her he was already working on these new facts, trying to put the puzzle together. She began to doubt that there was much that could sh...ock the man for long.MoreLess
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