A KISS IN THE DESERTThey were some distance away from the house when there was the sound of a gunshot followed by several others.
The Sheik turned his horse round to look back and there appeared to be some commotion in front of his house.
From the distance Vanda could not see what was happening.
A number of tribesmen started to ride towards the turmoil and there must have been a dozen or more men in front of her riding towards the house.
She was suddenly aware that two horses had closed in beside hers.
She looked at them.
They were ridden by men who seemed at first glance to be differently dressed from any of the tribesmen she had seen so far.
She was just about to speak to them hoping they would understand her, when to her astonishment they seized the reins of her mare and without a word they started to lead her swiftly away into the desert.
“What are you doing? What is happening?” Vanda demanded.
Even as she spoke the two men on either side of her quickened their horses and started to gallop, pulling her horse with them.
“Stop! Who are you? Where are you going?”