Back The Pretender's Gold Save as PDF
Chapters (74)
  1. Cover
  2. Discover the series you can’t put down …
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. Chapter 49
  53. Chapter 50
  54. Chapter 51
  55. Chapter 52
  56. Chapter 53
  57. Chapter 54
  58. Chapter 55
  59. Chapter 56
  60. Chapter 57
  61. Chapter 58
  62. Chapter 59
  63. Chapter 60
  64. Chapter 61
  65. Chapter 62
  66. Chapter 63
  67. Chapter 64
  68. Chapter 65
  69. Epilogue
  70. Keep Reading …
  71. PROLOGUE
  72. About the Author
  73. By the same author:
  74. About the Publisher

It wasn’t until they’d left the estate behind them and were back on the open road in the direction of Kinlochardaich that they heard the chorus of sirens and saw the flashing lights of dozens of police and emergency vehicles filling the horizon. Moments later, the speeding procession screamed past in the opposite direction. It looked like half the Scottish police fleet had rolled out in response to Grace’s call.

‘Only took them ninety minutes to get their arse in gear,’ she remarked acidly.

‘Now’s your chance to stop and talk to them,’ Ben said. ‘They’re going to have a lot of questions.’

Grace shook her head and smiled. ‘Some other time. I’m off duty right now.’

Epilogue

The police did have a lot of questions. An awful lot. But curiously, even after Grace made her formal statement to her colleagues in Fort William, they didn’t show any interest in speaking to Ben. It was almost as though he’d never been involved in any of it.

Boonzie voluntarily checked into Belford Hospital the morning after the incident. The same afternoon, Mirella landed on the place like a hurricane, and Ben was there for the tearful reunion. He was also a witness to Boonzie’s solemn promise to his wife that his days of danger and excitement were officially over. If Mirella didn’t hold him to it, Ben damn well would.

It was while the reluctant retiree was still being fussed over in the hospital that Dr Fraser, the head surgeon, came to deliver the news that Ewan had awoken from his coma and was talking. Even though he could remember little of what had happened to him, his cognitive functions seemed otherwise unimpaired and the doctors expected him to make a full recovery.

The following day, after spending hours with his nephew, Boonzie went home to Italy a happy man. But his parting words to Ben were disturbingly ambiguous, as Boonzie clasped his hand, gave him one of those sly winks and said, ‘All’s well that ends well, laddie. We must dae it again sometime.’

Ben remained in Kinlochardaich for several more days afterwards, and spent most of that time with Grace. There were moments when he thought he’d just stay there for ever.