The Highwayman
“Farah cried, as they stepped through her shattered wardrobe. She struggled to be let down, but Dorian held her in a vise grip.
A pile of rumpled dresses lay strewn about the floor like bright casualties of a horrific battle. Her room was torn apart, as though tossed by a frenzied thief searching for treasure.
“He’s being seen to,” Dorian said.
“He could die.” She thrashed about in his arms. “I must go to him!”
Her husband subdued her resistance with embarrassing ease, his jaw set in a hard line.... Shards of timber crunched beneath his boots as he carried her into the hallway where a standing Murdoch was being supported by Frank and Tallow. Gemma held a cloth to his side, and Farah was overjoyed to see that the blood hadn’t soaked through yet.
“Doona ye worry about me, lass,” Murdoch admonished. “I’ve enough flesh around my middle. The bullet just took a bit of it, ’tis all.”
Relief doused her with alarming force, renewing her struggles with vigor. He still looked alarmingly pale, and sweat glistened on his brow.MoreLess
A pile of rumpled dresses lay strewn about the floor like bright casualties of a horrific battle. Her room was torn apart, as though tossed by a frenzied thief searching for treasure.
“He’s being seen to,” Dorian said.
“He could die.” She thrashed about in his arms. “I must go to him!”
Her husband subdued her resistance with embarrassing ease, his jaw set in a hard line.... Shards of timber crunched beneath his boots as he carried her into the hallway where a standing Murdoch was being supported by Frank and Tallow. Gemma held a cloth to his side, and Farah was overjoyed to see that the blood hadn’t soaked through yet.
“Doona ye worry about me, lass,” Murdoch admonished. “I’ve enough flesh around my middle. The bullet just took a bit of it, ’tis all.”
Relief doused her with alarming force, renewing her struggles with vigor. He still looked alarmingly pale, and sweat glistened on his brow.MoreLess
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