the periwinkle and mandrake root, Sid had been able to revive Quinn after a few different shots to balance out the hormones in his body. Bram was patiently waiting for the dragonman to wake up enough to talk.
Kai and Finn were checking the perimeter for clues. The darkness was no match for dragon-shifter eyesight and they hoped to find something, especially if the attacker had been human. Even if they’d had a flashlight, without ample lighting to guide them, they could easily trip and drop something without realizing it.
While bleary-eyed, Quinn took one last sip of water from his mate and said, “I don’t remember much, except that there had been two figures before Vivian rushed in to investigate the door being kicked in.”
Bram looked to Vivian. He’d waited to ask some of his questions until he could question them together in case one of their answers spurred the memory of the other. “You had been in the nursery. Do you remember hearing any sounds near the window or the room?”
Vivian brushed her mate’s forehead as she shook her head. “No. Murray’s room was the most secure place in the cottage. The room only had two small windows that no adult could fit through. Being on the second floor added another layer of protection.”
“Quinn, can you remember anything about their appearance? Or even their accents?”
The male shook his head. “Nothing except that the first person had been female. Then something pricked my side, and the world went black.”
Vivian added, “That’s right. When I came downstairs to find Quinn unconscious, the woman ran just as I heard the loud noise upstairs, the one we later found out was the result of them blowing a hole in the wall farthest away from the baby.” She swallowed. “To think, one wrong calculation and they could’ve killed Murray…”
Quinn gave his mate’s hand a weak squeeze just as Sid stepped from the side of the room. “Bram, wrap it up. The injection was a temporary fix. He’ll be out again soon. I need him to sleep so I can run some more tests.”
He wanted to argue, but Sid crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow. Bram knew that look—she’d find someone to drag him out of the cottage if need be. As the clan’s head doctor, she was one of the few who could do so when his presence or actions risked a patient’s life.
“I’m done for now, but keep me updated on Quinn’s status.” He looked to the couple. “And if you remember anything, let Sid, Kai, or me know, but no one else. I don’t want the information to fall into the wrong hands.”
Both Quinn and Vivian nodded. Bram stood up, squeezed Sid’s shoulder in gratitude, and went outside. He had hoped for more information, but Quinn was exhausted and pumped full of drugs. He would have to question them again later.
He found Kai and Finn squatting on the ground near the rear of the cottage. He joined them and said, “Shoe prints. It looks like there were three people total.”
Finn nodded as he pointed to the smaller set. “This is the female’s.” He motioned toward the other two. “And two males.”
Bram looked to Kai. “Did you find anything else? While knowing there were three people is a start, I’d like something more concrete.”
Kai stood up. “Not yet, but while most of the clan was at the gathering, some stayed home with the old, the sick, and the young. I’ll have some of my team question them.”
Bram also stood. “No, the Protectors should focus on the perimeter and known weaknesses. I can question the possible witnesses.”
Before Kai could reply, Finn said, “If you’ll let me contact my clan, I can have some of my Protectors fly south to help you out. Too much work will cause stress, which will hurt you in the long run with daft mistakes.”
Bram studied Finn’s face in the near-darkness. He wanted to believe he could trust the Scottish leader, but the alliance was new. However, he did trust his inner dragon, so he spoke to his beast.