Race To World's End (Rowan And Ella Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
What’s doing here?” As Ella clawed desperately at the man holding her by the throat, a short fat man thundered his way down the narrow passageway. Praying it was the captain or somebody in authority, Ella tried to speak and was promptly slapped by the ape holding her. “Hold yer clack, wench! Stowaway, Cap’n!” Ella felt close to passing out, her breath allowed only in short gasps. She made her body go limp to force the man holding her to either let her go or finish the job. “You’ve killed her, ye brigand!” From very far away, Ella heard the voices of her tormentors talking and shouting. She still felt hands on her, but no longer on her throat. The movement of the ship began to accelerate until she thought she would vomit with the motion, until she realized it wasn’t the ship. She was being carried. The bliss of letting go quickly dissipated as she felt the hardness of the table they placed her on—none too gently. She groaned and opened her eyes. She had no idea how long she’d been out.
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