Liars And Thieves (A Company Of Liars Short Story) - Plot & Excerpts
Thus can death run swiftly through a town. River Witham, Lincolnshire ‘Help me! I beg you, help me!’ The cry was muffled in the dense, freezing mist that swirled over the black river. As his punt edged upstream, Gunter caught the distant wail and dug his pole into the river bottom trying to hold his boat steady against the swift current. The shout seemed to have come from the bank somewhere ahead, but Gunter could barely see the flame of his lantern in the bow, much less who might be calling. The cry came again. ‘In your mercy, for the sake of Jesus Christ, help me!’ The mist distorted the sound so Gunter couldn’t be sure if it was coming from right or left. He struggled to hold the punt in the centre of the river and cursed himself. He should have hauled up somewhere for the night long before this, but it had taken four days to move the cargo downriver to Boston and return this far. He was desperate to reach home and reassure himself that his wife and children were safe.
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