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Saturday, February 2, 2013
Off to visit - and more goodies!
So, I am off to visit another blog - if you want to see the interview, click HERE
Who wants another peek into A Desperate Gambit?
came back to her in a sudden rush, then ebbed almost as quickly.
moaned. She tried to reach her hand to her aching head, but found she
She tugged harder.
Definitely tied down.
Okay. Let's try
Kendra opened her
eyes – or one of them. Her left eye seemed to be stuck shut.
The light was dim,
hardly above blackness but there. Turning her head to the limits, she
could see bars surrounding her, but with just the one eye she
couldn't tell if they were a foot or ten feet away. They looked
She wriggled her
shoulders. A few inches' movement. Her torso didn't move, though, and
now she became aware of the feeling of coarse rope against her skin.
As various parts of
her body checked in it seemed that there was an awful lot of skin
reporting being uncovered.
Way not good, she
thought, remembering where she was. Oh shit.
In a few moments she
had built up as coherent a picture as she could manage. She was tied
to a hard wooden chair. Her wrists were tied to each other; another
rope was around her midriff and arms; a third wrapped two or three
times over her thighs to the seat of the chair; and each leg was tied
to the chair leg in two places, at the knee and again at the ankle.
Whoever had done this to her was skilled; she couldn't find any
slightest movement in her bonds.
She felt her hair
dangling down her back and over her chest. Now I wish I'd gotten
these bangs cut!
And she was naked.
A dull murmur of
voices was present in the background though she couldn't make out any
Ideas. Think think
Calm. Okay. You're
tied down, naked, in a cage, with voices. What does that mean?
What did Gary say
about Williamson? No, not Williamson. Junior!