“I thought you’d never ask,” she said, rising to her feet.
Chapter Eight (#ulink_1f27d41a-28ce-57df-8e2e-6c97a94593b4)
The companions hadn’t traveled more than half a mile down the road that led east from Duganville, between broad fields with workers steering mule-drawn plows, before Krysty stopped dead and said, “Something very bad is about to begin.”
The words sent a jolt of alarm blasting through Ryan’s guts and tingling down the nerves of his arms and legs. None of his people were prone to crying wolf; Krysty had an advantage.
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