A Rake's Redemption by Snodgrass G.L

Author:Snodgrass, G.L. [Snodgrass, G.L.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-04-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

Alice woke with a start. Where was she? Her neck ached and her legs were numb, then the memories rolled in and her heart fell.

Brookstone, the ropes binding her hands. The damn chair. Everything was as it had been when she fell asleep.

How had she done that, slept with all that had happened to her? The thought mystified her, but she shook it off as she tried to gather an understanding of what was going on around her.

The candle had burned down to the wick sometime during the night. But just enough morning light crept in from the high windows to let her know she had been right. A large warehouse. A large space full of empty shadows.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to slow her racing heart.

Brookstone was there, pacing back and forth muttering to himself. Just as he had been when she had fallen asleep hours ago.

Insane, the man was insane.

How was she going to get out of there? She needed to get her hands free. Once again, she pulled at her bounds, but Brookstone had tied them too tight.

Her stomach rolled over. She must get free. Nathanial could not save her. He was not here, he didn’t even know of her situation. No, instead, he was off having an adventure. Oh, how she would give him a piece of her mind upon his return.

Licking her dry lips, she thought of asking for something to drink but thought better of it when she saw the insane gleam in Brookstone’s eyes. Even if by some miracle, someone came with the money he demanded. He would not let her go free.

No, the man wanted to hurt her, humiliate her, and then he would kill her. Probably slowly. Of this, there was no doubt in her mind.

A sadness engulfed her as the reality of her situation sank in. She was to die before she had lived. There would be no children. No lazy summer afternoons in Nathanial’s arms. No wedding. Nothing. She would be but a memory that quickly disappeared.

“Soon now,” Brookstone said. “He should be here soon. He’s had enough time.”

Alice could only shake her head. The fool could not be persuaded to the reality of the situation and any confrontation would only make matters worse.

“Actually,” a voice called out from the darkness. “I’m here now.”

Alice’s heart froze. She would know that voice anywhere. Fore it was the voice of her dreams.

“Nathanial?” she whispered, unable to believe her own senses.

Brookstone twisted and turned as he searched for the voice.

“You weren’t to bring the money here. You were to take it to my home. My people will inform me when it is delivered.”

There was a soft shuffle off to the left and Brookstone spun to face his advisory.

“Stop,” he demanded. “Leave, take the money to where you were instructed.”

A soft sound behind them made Alice’s heart jump. Nathanial was getting closer.

“I mean it,” Brookstone yelled as he pulled a pistol from his jacket pocket.

Again, there was no answering sound, just a dead silence the echoed off the far walls.

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