Chapter 22
22 Gavin’s gaze never wavered from Joanna’s stunned expression across the way as he extended his hand down to pull the injured Highlander up onto the ledge. Neither he nor Joanna had whispered a word since Athol had called out upon seeing her on the opposite ledge. As the Highlander straightened up unsteadily and looked across the way at Joanna, Gavin saw a look of fear in her stance. She half turned. There was no question about her next move, the laird thought. She was ready to flee. “Don’t go,” Gavin commanded. She looked back at him in confusion. “Are you Joanna MacInnes?” he called, trying to sound surprised in light of all that Athol had already said. “Aye, that she is,” the other man affirmed. Glancing over at him, Gavin saw, from the light of Joanna’s torch, the b****y gash
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