Duty and Duplicity Book 5 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 15 The Case Is Altered
My head ached, my mouth was dry, and I was lying on the uncomfortable floor of a rocking and bouncing carriage. I sat up, groaning. “Here, drink this. “ A flask was thrust into my bound hands, and I managed to take several sips of the most delicious water I have ever tasted. “If I let you up will you give me your word not to attack me?” I nodded, and then, as it was pitch black, spoke. “Yes, I give my word.” A hand landed on my shoulder and dragged me onto a seat, a blade severed my bonds,...