His name was Colin Lowrie. A tall, red-haired Scot; a man at 16, whose pride was the ancient clan pride of the Lowries. And when the clans were broken—massacred in a brutal revenge at Culloden Field—Colin Lowrie was forced to take flight on a journey half-way round the world. A journey to a barbaric slave plantation in the West Indies, then on to New Orleans and a life of lust and debauchery—and to a strange eerie love affair with an eccentric heiress... And always, wherever destiny or chance took the young Scottish rebel, he carried with him the dream of Braidlowrie—Braidlowrie, the home of the Lowries—the home from which he was forever exiled...