He jumped out and tried the gate the kidnappers had driven through. Locked. The red of the taillights disappeared in the woods, swallowed in the shadows, leaving Tom alone with his failure. He kicked the gate a couple of times before yanking on it. Keep that up and the whole world will know we’re...
The look on Old Tom’s face when Enar demanded the paintbrushes back would be permanently engraved in her memory. She grinned. Clearly, bargaining successfully involved taking with her someone the size of a mountain loaded down with enough weapons to supply a garrison. For once Tom agreed to her a...