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“An’ how is this our business?” Hugh McLean asked.
“Whatever is in those wagons is valuable to my father,” Keira stated. “If it is valuable to him, it is valuable to us at least fivefold. We must find a way of laying our hands on it.”
“Are ye talkin’ about an ambush, mistress?” Colin McCrae asked. “That would be very risky since none o’ us are trained horsemen.”
“Yes,” Keira agreed. “But we are not all here, are we? There are at least twenty more of us, and all of them can ride. Horses are not a problem since I can get many of them. As well as that, I have something—or, rather, someone else—who can work with us.”
They looked at her expectantly.
“My father’s wife,” she said, grinning. “My stepmother. I have not spoken to her about our little band yet, but she now thoroughly hates my father, and I think she will be easy to recruit. She would be enormously helpful on the inside, and even if she does not decide to work with us, I don’t think she will betray us. Should I ask her to join us?”
“Are ye sure of her?” Ben asked doubtfully. “She will no’ carry tales tae yer father?”
Keira shook her head firmly. “You don’t know her as well as I do. The poor woman is desperate to get away from him.”
“Then I think ye should speak tae her, Keira,” Colin said firmly.
There was a murmur of agreement, and Keira was happy for both the rebels and for Adaira. She was sure they could help each other.
