Chapter Ten
It Was A Dark And Stormy Night
“Who are you, and why were you sneaking around my castle?” Baron Vartan stood in front of Hedy, slapping his riding crop into the palm of his left hand.
“You monster!” She snarled at him, straining her arms against the cuffs holding her wrists high up against the rough stone wall of the cell. She twisted her hips, testing the cuffs holding her ankles far apart. In spite of the chill air in the cellar, she was sweating inside her clothes. Only her shawl had been removed.
“You have no right to keep me prisoner!”
“I can summon Inspector Gall from Lympwick, and he can put you on a ship and send you back to the government police in Voldavia. They will find ways to make you talk about your assassin friends.”
“I’ll never tell you or the police abou
