I recognized him as Slim Pepperman. It looked like he had taken a couple of arrows during their escape from the reservation-jumping hostiles. The one ...n his left leg didn’t look too nasty except for the bloody boot that was glued to his calf. The other one was unfortunately in his vital neck region and I could see right away it would be tricky to get the thing out without killing the poor fellow right there on top of the stage.The driver didn’t seem at all perturbed about the incident and was. I failed in protecting my house. It is all my fault." Who ambushed you?" Dunin asked as Beriwen opened a skin of water and began giving Anastasia small sips."It does not matter who. I know who did this and they will pay," Anastasia replied. "Please, help me sit up."Dunin placed his hand beneath her head and he and Beriwen helped Anastasia to sit up."I have a surprise for the ambushers," Anastasia announced, her hand going to her neck."My amulet, where is my amulet?" she asked, looking around. He took one step forward and brought them bothdown crashing to the floor where Tom's head impacted on the stone hearthwith a thud. Even though he was only semiconscious, Tom refused to letgo of the woman he loved, even as he heard her say, "Please someone helpme get him to our room."The hotel staff rushed over and wouldn't let him be moved until a doctorhad given permission first. Tom lay on top of Rachel trapping her andher fur coat under him. He drifted in and out of consciousness,. ” Amy mutters anxiously. Mark looks into Marcy’s eyes for a reaction, “Not what you expected when came to poker night I bet.” Marcy smirks and nods. “This has been the craziest day of my life so far. Shit, this is stuff you only read about in mags or see in pornos.” Marcy nods. “If I were you I’d be thinking about what Ron might have up his sleeve for Amy.” Marcy takes a long slip of her drink. Mark does also. The door to the poker room opens and in walks Ron’s house keeper. She moves to.