Chapter Ten
Hiding In Plain Sight
Ranya, with Lawrence right behind, then a somewhat stunned Parnell trod down the stairs, their footsteps fading in the lower distance. It wasn’t long before the secret door panel slid aside and Francesca stole into the room. Without a sound she padded to the stairs and peeped around the doorframe, making sure no one came back up, then jetted to the iron maiden. The latches clicked away and fresh air wafted over my naked skin. Francesca undid the leather straps then hustled us both out of there, not bothering to reclose the iron maiden. Not until the door panel slid back into place did she remove my gag. I worked my jaw to relieve the strain and stiffness, even though Francesca bombarded me with questions.
‘What did they say? What was the meeting about?
