Teárlag had her things carried to the carriage and settled in with her maid. She sat silently staring out the window watching the countryside roll by, lost in thought. She heard the driver start to slow the horses as they approached the outskirts of Achnadrish. She started paying more attention. If she was going to spy for the Camerons, she may as well do it right. She pictured the map she drew in her head and thought it was fairly close for what it contained. Not all the houses or destroyed buildings, but those around the tunnel entrance were fairly accurate. When she got off the carriage, the driver headed...