Cathair had gone back to looking at the damage. Now throughly disgusted with their captors. And himself. He should have stopped by. Suggested Drina stay with someone else. Instead, he'd let himself get distracted by Eden.
Now she was gone.
He turned when he heard someone clamor through the window. Thankfully, it was Jamie. Possibly one of the few people he wouldn't have the urge to lash out at out of frustration.
Shaking his head at Jamie's rhetorical question, Cath heaved out a long breath. "I can't figure out how it got in here. The bloody door's locked fast. And all the glass is on the outside." But the cottage was destroyed.