Chapter Four
The First Night
They took their time cooking and eating dinner, leaving Kimberley staked out near the far end of the clearing. It wasn’t that they were especially tired or hungry, but there was a tradition of not using a captive on her first day until after sundown. It added to her suspense, and gave them time to plan things out.
“Pretty little thing.” Kurt observed, casting a quick glance over his shoulder at her. “Kinda spunky too. This oughtta be fun.”
“Yeah, but a lot of work, too.” Ron put in. “She’s going to take careful watching and handling.”
Kurt shrugged and grinned. “We got near a week to break her down nice and proper.”
“And we may need all of it to do it.” Ron told him.
“So what’s the plan?” Lloyd asked.
Ron thought for a moment, rubbing his stubbled chin.
