Dreich, misty, and gray would be more appropriate weather. I parked in front of the house, turned off the engine, and waited.As another Land Rover came into view, I reminded myself that what I’d done was necessary. Whatever it took to keep Glenbroch—that was my promise to myself. It was time to prove I meant it.I strode over to the man who emerged from the other vehicle. As he grabbed me in a long hug, a cloud rolled overhead, graying out the sun, shadowing the ground. Yes, nature, that’s the way you acknowledge this man’s arrival. I pushed myself away as politely as possible under the circumstances.“Ellie Jameson, you look fantastic! Lady of the manor now.”He beamed a high wattage smile and for a microsecond, all I registered was his charm. Grateful he had come to help, I nearly forgot everything I knew about him.“Jason Marks, welcome to Scotland and the Highlands. I wish I could be more hospitable and invite you in for tea, but the reason I can’t is why you’re here.”
