16. Scotland, 1780Niall’s hesitation had lasted for months. During this time, he had been irascible, and he took it out on his loved ones. In the end, he’d resigned himself to the fact that it was time to act.
Towards seven in the evening, after telling Morag that he was going to the village to have a drink and get caught up on the latest news at the Cratur House pub, he left home on horseback. The night was dark, which was perfect for his plan. Leaving the main path leading to the village, he took a less-travelled road instead, where two men from the Lowlands, hired for the occasion, were waiting for him.
Niall hated resorting to these untrustworthy-looking strangers, but caution had pushed him to choose men from well outside the area. He went over the plan again with the two henchmen,
