Bab 109: Chapter 48: Keep Your Enemy Closer Part 4

The bag over her head almost sent her tumbling, but strong arms lifted her and jogged away. The dress bound her as efficiently as ropes. The dust from the sac made her cough until the world spun around her. Cal thought she been put in a wagon, but she couldn't say for sure.

She lay concentrating on breathing without coughing and thinking through her predicament. Whoever had grabbed her wanted something. If they'd intended her death, she'd be a corpse in the river already.

Rough hands dragged her out of wherever she was and carried her into a house, and down the stairs. She was dumped into a chair and her hands tied behind her. Then she waited, the dampness working its way through the sac, chilling her.