He nodded. “I think you should see for yourself. You’re looking at the broken tiles and the burnt doors, but MacDuff is seeing the treasures that were left behind and how he can save what’s here. Even more, how he can build to make it even stronger and more beautiful.” He was nudging her toward the steps leading to the front door. “MacDuff is indomitable, and it will happen. It will be exciting to stay around and watch him do it.” He added softly as he pushed her through the shattered door into the grand hall, “And offer a little help now and then so that we’ll have our share of the great rebirth to come.” He was pulling her toward the gallery. “Now come and see that even a bastard like Bohdan couldn’t destroy those paintings.”

She was already in the gallery and gazing at the collection of the Old Masters and the portraits of MacDuff’s family through the centuries. He was right. It was vaguely comforting to see that this gallery and the paintings were just the same as before the attack. Comforting and yet engendering a fierce protectiveness to keep that status quo at any cost. She turned to Caleb. “But he’ll probably try again. We’ll stop him, Caleb.”

He nodded. “The drones surprised us. But Palik has guard units all over the castle and grounds now. No more surprises. They won’t be able to touch the Run again. MacDuff will be able to make his repairs in peace.” His lips tightened. “And we’ll be able to go on the hunt and reel the son of a bitch in.”

“It had better be soon,” she said. “Dr. Campbell may already be dead. You haven’t had a report from Palik about the unit he sent to Kilgoray yet?”

He shook his head. “But we may have time. Bohdan might not want to kill him right away. It sounded as if he wanted to use him.”

She flinched. “And that’s what I haven’t allowed myself to think about since that damn phone call. I liked Campbell; he was kind to me. I called him out of the blue asking for an appointment. I must have sounded desperate because he was very gentle and patient with me. I was so grateful he made time for me on his schedule.” She moistened her lips. “It would have been so much better if he hadn’t. None of this would have happened to him.”

“You would have found someone else. As you said, you were desperate. You had no idea that you were being followed.”

“I’m afraid for him, Caleb,” she whispered.