Roland silently retrieved his bow, and strung it. He selected an arrow, and waited. His lumpy bedding made it appear that he was still lying in it. He...didn't have long to wait. A figure appeared, and he heard a thunk as an arrow hit the bedding. He bit his lip, and waited.A figure came out of the woods and said, "I got him. Let's get his stuff. Don't forget his pouch. He cashed in gems, and is walking around with a lot of money."Another figure came out from a slightly different direction. The. Rich stood and moved over to Brynn, who was sitting on the floor, her knees pulled to her chest, and tears streaking her face. He grabbed her by the hair, and backhanded her across the face. She yelped, her hand darting to her now red cheek, more tears falling.He turned her face to look at him, “you ever put your hands on me like that again, I will kill you.” She sobbed in response, her body trembling in his grasp. “Look down, girl.”She quickly lowered her gaze, still sobbing as he firmly held. Then you'll go into physical therapy. You'll have to work hard to get better."Henry thought about that for a few moments."How come you were hurt anyway?" Ellen asked."Stupid Foreign Office bloke bragged about our team," Henry said with gritted teeth. "The imbecile blabbed in front of a room full of Iraqis. It was really easy for the bad guys to set up that trap."The woman who organised the attack ... I had met her at a party four weeks earlier. The funny thing is, I really liked her. Damn it to. She was pretty drunk and kept calling me Jake. I didn't care I just wanted to get some action. I had given her all the bullshit lines about be a stockbroker and that I lived in the city. She told me she was a school teacher and that she lived down the block. We kept drinking until 3am when the bar was closing. She asked me to walk her home. My dick sprang to life, I might actually get laid tonight.We left the bar and I grabbed her hand. We slowly walked down the block towards her apartment.