A/N: Okay, so there has been a change of plans. (Thanks my muse) There will only be 1 more chapter after this one and will be it for My Laird. However, My Laird's Bairn (Sequel) will be starting in July. Why the wait? I have a family holiday coming up and would like to get some chapters pre-written before we start.
Anyway, here we go …
Big thanks to Tiffany and Sherry x
Chapter 56
After the morning meal, Edward insisted on visiting the dungeons, despite his nagging wife, who wanted to take care of him first. He ordered Jasper to watch over Isabella while he was gone, to make sure that she stayed out of his way. He found it amusing that neither of the two of them seemed pleased about that order. He was glad that they were getting along so well.
"Garrett," Edward said, as he walked into the cell along with Emmett. "Or wid ye prefer me tae call ye Iain?"
Garrett was sitting in the corner of the cell, propped against the wall. His eyes went wide at the mention of his real name. Edward walked over to him and crouched down to his level. He wanted nothing more than to kill this man. He represented everything that he hated. He represented the traitors who had turned on his men, and the traitors who had turned on his parents. Not forgetting that the bastard had tried to take his wife. But Edward knew he couldn't kill him straightaway. He had to be smart. He had to get as many answers from him as he could before he slit his throat.
Edward pulled the token out of his plaid and waved it in his face. "Ma captain tells me that ye used this tae try tae get my wife tae leave the castle. How did ye get it and whit did ye plan tae dae wae my wife once ye got her out?" Garrett didn't answer. So, Edward grabbed his hair and smashed his head against the wall. "Answer me."
Garrett laughed like a madman. "I saw it lying on the ground during the battle. When Carlisle showed up I knew we wurnae gonna win. So, I thought I'd try ma chances and see if I could get her oot."
"And whit did ye plan tae dae tae her?"
"I was gonna slit her throat," he said with venom. "I cudnae chance that she might be carryin a bairn that could lay claim tae the land."
Edward grabbed his head and banged it against the wall several more times. The thought of him touching his sweet Isabella made him see red.
"How did ye get my men to turn!?" Edward snapped. Garrett laughed, but didn't make any effort to answer. Edward slammed his head again. "Answer me, or I'll make sure ye hae a long n painful death."
"They were never yer men tae begin wae. We've been infiltrating ye for years."
Edward didn't like the sound of that. He turned to look at Emmett, who nodded, heeding the silent command to go and protect his wife.
"How many of ye are there?"
"Many," Garrett laughed.
"How many!?"
Garrett laughed. "I'll never tell ye. I want ye tae live in fear, tae always be looking over yer back, wondering, are they coming fur me yet."
Edward had heard enough. He pulled out his dirk and stabbed it into Garrett's leg, puncturing an important blood vessel. He would make sure the bastard suffered a slow and painful death.