So, although Killian felt a faint sense of discomfort, the primitive urges buried deep inside him were beginning to stir.

Edward had already dragged out a disheveled man from one of the rooms. The man looked to be in his forties, a cigar improbably clenched between his lips, one hand gripping a rope. As the two men emerged, a woman crawled out behind him.

Killian couldn't help stealing a glance. She appeared to be in her thirties, quite attractive, clearly well maintained—she looked no older t