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Anne carried their glasses of water into the living room while Robert moved their bowls of stew in there.

“I can leave you two alone, if you would like.” Anne smiled.

Maisie shook her head and spooned up some of her stew. “No. I’m sure you want to hear all about our nearly threehours on the island.” She didn’t want her sister to feel like she was being left out or had to leave.

“Aye. We’re glad for your company,” Robert said to Anne.

“Okay. Oh, and I called Gus’s cell phone to tell him that we have his driver’s license but could only leave a message. I tried about four times, but I just kept getting his voicemail,” Anne said.

“I can call him later too, though if you left a message for him, that should be enough,” Maisie said.

“I agree.”

“Gus?” Robert said. “It’s probably a stretch, but Bruce was telling us that a man named Gus and his twin brother, Ike, were at his house and were from Glasgow.”

“This Gusisfrom Glasgow. Did Bruce tell you what his last name was?” Anne asked.

Robert took a spoonful of the stew. “No, it didn’t seem important at the time.”

“If it’s the same Gus, maybe Bruce and Mary know another way of getting in touch with him. I’ll call Bruce and ask what Gus’s last name was to make sure it wasn’t just a coincidence.” Maisie got on her phone. “Hi, Bruce, I hate to disturb you and Mary, but we found a driver’s license in the flower garden belonging to a Gus Anderson of Glasgow, and we wondered if he was the same person that you knew.” She put it on speakerphone so her sister and Robert could listen in. “We wanted to let him know we have it here. We haven’t been able to get in touch with him.”

“Yeah, that’s our friend, Gus. He lives near Stuart, the owner of the male Westie. We’ve known each other since we werekids. They both used to live in Edinburgh,” Bruce said, “and they’re wolves like us. But now Gus and Ike live in Glasgow.”

“Oh, great. Do you have another way to get in touch with him? Maybe his twin brother’s phone number?” Maisie asked. “We can just send his driver’s license to his address, but if he is still in this area, he probably would want to drop by and pick it up.”

“All I have is his cell phone number. If you have the same one, that’s all I can say. But I can give Ike, his twin brother, a call, and I can check with Stuart and see if he knows where Gus went to, but we don’t talk to each other all that much. We get together once a year is all,” Bruce said.

“Okay, thanks. We’ll continue to try and get in touch with him, but if you have any luck, just let us know,” Maisie said.

“I will. Thanks.”

Then they ended the call.

Maisie then told her sister about their experiences on the island. “Another thing. Robert said he would check to see if someone in the pack could unlock Jude’s phone and discover if there are any messages that indicate why he was at our inn.”

Anne frowned at Maisie. “Do you think he’s stalking you now? That he learned that you were here?”

“It’s possible, and that bothers me. We need to really watch for any sign of him.” Maisie finished her stew, and Anne took her bowl from her. “That’s why I would love to know why he was here.”

“Me too,” Anne said. “You know, I was wondering, if you had shifted into your wolves on the island, how poor Lady would have reacted to seeing you.”

Maisie drank some of her water. “She could have smelled we were the same people, but she might have been worried about her puppies around us. I forget about that because the family dog we had when we were young and Conan were both raised around wolves, but having puppies can change the whole dynamic between animals.”

Robert carried his bowl into the kitchen, and Anne quickly asked, “Would you like some more stew?”

“Uh…” He eyed the slow cooker still filled with bubbling stew.

“Yes, give him some more,” Maisie said. “He had all that extra work getting a fire started and carrying me around, then delivering pups.”

“Of course.” Anne served up some more stew for him.

“Thanks.” He took the bowl.

“I’ll be back in a minute. I’m just going to put the rest of the stew away for later,” Anne said and returned to the kitchen.

When he finished his stew, he took the bowl into the kitchen, then said to Maisie, “I need to get out of your hair and let you get some rest. Keep your foot elevated.” He paused. “Do you want me to carry you to your bed?”

Maisie blushed. His question was so innocent, but immediately she thought of him carrying her to her bedroom for other business. The look on her sister’s face said she was thinking the same thing.