Now she knew that Magnolia was trying once again to murder her and the only person who could save her from death was Warren.
‘Save me! Save me!’ she cried out in her breast.
Yet she was afraid the men would shoot or stab her before Warren could reach her.
Then, because she was very intelligent, Nadia worked out in her mind that, if they meant to kill her, they might have done so without taking her away from the garden.
If they had intended to drown her, the lake was quite handy, but now they were driving away from it, although in which direction Nadia was not sure.
Their only alternative, she thought, was to throw her into a deep pit, or imprison her somewhere so that she could not escape and would therefore eventually die slowly and miserably of starvation.
It was all very frighteni
