That was good to hear.
As they drove up the winding road that led to Ravensmire, they talked about the castle. It was time to clue them into the lay of the land.
Callen had said they were family, and nothing was off limits to them.
“There’s a stable with animals, and spring is here, so the snow should have passed. We’ll have fog and rain now. Walking around is a nice little adventure.”
The weather didn’t bother them. They tended to be out in the bad weather all of the time, working a scene. Well, not Gabby. She had an office.
“We’ll get the remains moved, and I’ll check them out,” he said. “Hopefully, the ghost doesn’t mind,” he added, a little sarcastically.
Oh, well, Graham had news for them.
That sarcasm would bite them in the ass. When you dismissed something, that was always a bad idea. He’d learned that as a soldier.
He continued with his tale.
It was good to have someone to talk to, even if the male doctor didn’t believe in ghosts. The female on the other hand was listening intently.
“Well, as I was saying, Lad and Lassie, Ceit was the lady of the manor, and she was married to Duncan, the Lord of the castle.”
Neither said a word, but instead let him talk.
“In the late fifteen hundreds, Duncan went off to war, and found someone else to love. When hisVERYpregnant wife found out, she was not happy. She gave birth to the baby, and then…”
They waited.
He pointed.
“She jumped from that tower,” he said, when the castle came into view.
Well, holy shit.
They both stared.
“Well, I’ll be. It’s a legit castle,” Tony said. “Callen and Chris are dead men when Elizabeth sees this place,” he stated. “I thought it would be more of a smaller structure made out of stone. I didn’t expect this.”
Gabby was caught off guard.
“God,” Gabby said. “It’s beautiful.”
Graham agreed.
This castle was now going to be a thing of Scottish pride again.
“Welcome to Ravensmire,” he said, stopping at the gate to put in the code. When the wrought-iron gate swung open, they drove up the drive.
As they stared, he laid down the law.
“The castle is yours to enjoy. Chris and Callen are grateful for your help, so Elizabeth doesn’t kill them. Any room is yours, but most of the finished ones are in the same area. There’s the Master’s Suite, and there are a few guest suites.”
They didn’t care where they stayed.
This place was awesome.
“The next rule is, no photos,” he stated.
They both looked over.
