One of the reasons Julian had agreed to travel to Dunbrae was a hidden investigation.
Derek La Mor, the witch, had revealed in his last interrogation that he had overheard that the mysterious cloak trader was from Dunbrae but now resided in England. When Julian searched the journals of all known Secretariat officers, he found no one originating from Dunbrae. That meant the cloak had wiped their history clean—erased their identity, perhaps even changed their name.
Dunbrae, for all its vastness and rigid cliffs, had a strength Julian intended to exploit: its gossip. As much as the Scottish purebloods were warriors, they were also a people of tales and secrets. Stories lingered here—passed in whispers.
And Julian intended to explore that heritage.
He would get his answers and he would be close.
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That night...
