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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Dedication

  Acknowledgements

  Chapter 1 - Inveraray, Scotland September 14, 1757

  Chapter 2 - March 20, 1758 Near Otter Creek New York frontier

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Epilogue

  Teaser chapter

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  With love for my sons, Alec and Benjamin.

  You will always be the best and

  most important thing I have ever done.

  Acknowledgments

  With special thanks to Catrìona Mary Mac Kirnan for giving Iain and his brothers their Scottish Gaelic voice, Gary Zaboly for his meticulous drawings and research, Eileen Hannay for answering ten thousand questions and sharing the magic of Rogers Island with me, and Timothy Todish for his work on Robert Rogers’s journals. This series would not be the same without you.

  I’d like to thank Natasha Kern for her tireless support and Cindy Hwang, my editor, for giving me the chance to revisit this series and breathe new life into its pages. I truly couldn’t bear to leave these characters behind, and because of you, I don’t have to. Additional thanks go to Leis Pederson for her kindness and help through the years.

  I’d also like to offer heartfelt and lasting thanks to you, my readers, who’ve clamored to see the MacKinnon’s Rangers series continue. Your enthusiasm for Iain, Morgan, Connor, and the men—yes, even Lord William—means so very much to me.

  Personal thanks to: Michelle White, Mary White, Sue Zimmerman, Kristi Ross, Libby Murphy, Ronlyn Howe, Jennifer Johnson, Suzanne Warren, Sara Megibow, and the wild women of RBL Romantica and Rebel Writers Refuge.

  Thanks most of all to Robert Rogers and his Rangers, men who did the impossible back when doing the impossible was harder than it is today. They suffered unimaginable hardship on behalf of a people who have largely forgotten them.

  To learn more about Robert Rogers and Rogers’ Rangers, visit the Rogers Island Visitors Center at www.rogersisland.org, or visit Rogers Island (Ranger Island) in Fort Edward, New York, a forgotten historical treasure.

  PROLOGUE

  July 28, 1755 Albany on the Hudson River The Colony of New York

  If Lord William Wentworth needed proof that he had come to the outermost edge of civilization, he need only look out his window. In the dusty street below, a man who looked as if he’d never bathed rutted with an even filthier whore, pounding into her from behind with the mindfulness of an animal. A dog relieved itself in the dirt a few feet away. Two painted Indians strode by, seemed not to notice the tupping pair.

  William supposed he ought to find the display below revolting. Instead, he felt mild amusement. He’d been in the colonies for four months now, and thus far the inhabitants had not ceased to provide diversion—nor the vastness and beauty of the land to stir his blood.

  Behind him, Lieutenant Cooke, the young officer assigned to him, struggled to excuse Braddock’s recent devastating defeat. “The general had no experience fighting in such dense forest against so ruthless a foe, my lord. He expected the French and their allies to fight with honor, not shoot from the shadows like brigands.”

  “Did he not have Indian scouts and provincials of his own to advise him?” William spoke without turning from the window, his gaze fixed on the coarse activity below. The man had come and was tucking himself back into his breeches.

  “Aye, my lord.” Lieutenant Cooke fell into an uncomfortable silence.

  They had come to the unpleasant truth of it.

  “Why did Braddock fail?”

  The whore smoothed her tattered skirts, then turned to the man and held out a grimy hand for her fee.

  “Please, my lord, the general is but weeks in the grave. It hardly seems polite—”

  “I did not call you here to eulogize General Braddock but to analyze his defeat. If you wish to advance in rank and one day lead men into battle, you must learn from the strategic errors of others. Is that understood, Lieutenant?”

  “Aye, my lord.”

  “Tell me, then. Why did Braddock fail?”

  “He chose not to heed the advice of his provincials, and he offended his Indian fighters, many of whom abandoned him.”

  The man in the street, having eased the ache in his groin, apparently didn’t wish to pay. He struck the whore across the face, knocking her to the ground.

  “In sum, the general failed to recognize his own limitations.” It was a mistake William was determined not to make. “Braddock was an arrogant fool who paid for his hubris with his life—and the lives of his men.”

  “Y-yes, my lord.”

  The whore struggled to her feet, a sagging breast threatening to fall free of her low bodice. She leapt for the man, teeth and claws bared.

  “What must be done if His Majesty is to prevail in the struggle for this continent, Lieutenant?”

  The man struck the whore again, and a knife appeared in his hand.

  “W-we must learn to fight as the heathen fight, my lord.”

  “Or take into His Majesty’s service those who do.” William was so caught up in the tasteless little drama below that he scarce heard himself speak.

  The man’s arm cut an arc through the air. The whore jumped back, stepped on her hems, fell backward with a shriek.

  William was about to shout through the open window to interrupt imminent bloodshed, when a tall man—a trapper or frontiersman by the look of him—appeared out of nowhere. In the time it took William to blink, the trapper had subdued the man, dropped him to the ground, and ripped the knife from his grasp.

  William had never seen any man move that quickly. Was the trapper part Indian perhaps? His dark hair hung well past his shoulders. His skin was brown from the sun, and Indian designs decorated his forearms, but he was dressed like a European in leather breeches and a simple shirt of homespun. Well over six feet, he carried a bundle of furs and what appeared to be a broadsword on his back. Around its handle was bound a str
ip of plaid.

  An exiled Highlander.

  In one hand, he held a rifle. A knife rested in its sheath at his left hip, a pistol at his right. A powder horn hung from his left shoulder, and around his waist was a leather pouch for flints and shot.

  William watched as the Highlander—who had been joined by two other men so like him in dress and appearance they could only be his brothers—sorted out the dispute and forced the man to pay.

  Enraged, the man tossed a coin into the dirt.

  The whore grabbed it, bit it, then fled.

  Lieutenant Cooke appeared at William’s side. “Is ought amiss, my lord? I’ll have those miscreants driven beyond the palisade, if you wish.”

  William shook his head, smiled at the look of disgust on Cooke’s youthful face. “Are you familiar with the Ranger Corps, Lieutenant?”

  “Most certainly, my lord. The ranging companies served His Majesty well during Governor Shirley’s War. Just the other day, General Johnson spoke of the need to outfit more such companies for this conflict.”

  In the street below, the Highlander helped the man he’d bested to his feet, handed him back his knife. But outraged, the man lunged as if to plant his blade in the Highlander’s heart. The Highlander neatly sidestepped the blow, a grin on his face, then kicked the man’s legs out from under him, sending him sprawling.

  “I’m in agreement with Johnson and have been charged with raising a company of Rangers to serve under my command at Fort Edward. If I am to succeed, it is men like those I must persuade to join me.”