A Loan~
Seth Callan
Connamara, Connor
We ride across a field of barley, and a feisty autumn wind swirls whorls in the grain. We reminisce about that singular convergence of wills known as The Day Anne Came to Connamara.
“Tobias Buchanan.” I smile and shake my head. “The man is a force of nature.”
“Like lightning on a moonless night,” my young friend laughs. “A flash that lights the entire landscape.”
“And just as prone to leave smoldering rubble behind.”
Seth had been watching for an opportunity to engage Captain Buchanan and take his own measure of the man. Murdoch’s business partner stood nearby, alone for the moment. The classic Buchanan looks on him seemed rougher and sharper, and an untamed intensity seemed to lurk beneath his civility.
From what Seth had heard, Tobias Buchana
