“Well, that was interesting.” Banan sat forward in his chair across the desk. “I gather that was Warriors from the castle.” “Aye. Looking for Malcolm.” Banan met Con’s gaze. “You didna tell them what we know. Why?” “I’m no’ sure.” Con rose and turned to one of the large windows behind his desk looking over his land. “Fallon told me Broc wasna able to use his power to locate Malcolm. They think Wallace may have him.” “You could’ve told them Malcolm was all right.” Con rolled up the sleeves to his starched dress shirt. “There’s a reason Malcolm called Guy and no’ those at MacLeod Castle. I doona know that reason yet, but I feel it’s important.” “You’re the one who didna want to get us involved with the Warriors in the first place. But we have. To deliberately keep information from Fallon could be contrived as a betrayal.” “Could be. I’m no’ worried about it.” “Are you no’ troubled with why Malcolm asked for Guy’s help?” Con turned and looked at Banan.
