Chapter 4
After a simple breakfast of eggs and berries, which Baz fed to him, Cody was untied.
“Strip,” said Baz.
Cody opened his mouth to ask why, but before he could utter a solitary syllable, Baz spoke again.
“Strip.”
Cody removed his shirt, then his boots and socks, thereby releasing an unpleasant odour of two-day-old sweat and confinement, which repulsed even him. He took off his shorts and stood, wearing only his damp underpants.
Baz nodded at them.
“Really?” asked Cody. “These as well?”
Baz’s cold, dark eyes bored into him.
Cody clicked his teeth and groaned, but obeyed, stepping out of his underpants and kicking them behind him.
Despite the discomfort Cody felt at being naked in front of this stranger, this abductor, Baz seemed completely unimpressed by Cody’s naked state
