(First print-published by Wildside Press 2001)
Amanda Witham sees her new job at an eighteenth-century house as a career move, just part of the history business, nothing personal. Then archaeologists find a man's skeleton buried in the garden behind the house. That night James Grant's ghost introduces himself to her. And a handsome and charming ghost he is, in the tartan kilt and scarlet coat of King George's Highland Regiment. Suddenly Amanda finds history to be up close and very personal indeed.
She promises James she'll reveal the truth about his death--just as soon as she figures out what the truth is. Why was he buried in the garden when eighteenth-century records say he died in battle?
Amanda's quest begins in Colonial Williamsburg and ends at James's ancestral castle in Scotland. Nothing, not time and space, not illusion and reality, not love and death, turns out to be what she anticipated. And when James's past finally catches up with her present, Amanda finds her future held at sword's point. There's more than one glint of scarlet in the shadows of the past--and in the shadows of the heart as well.
