Chapter Thirty-Five
Devious
Fortune remembered climbing down the ladder to go back to his home when two of Rafe D’Jacques" men accosted him. They never said a word. He barely had stepped off the last rung when both men attacked, using the hilt and pommel of their swords to beat him into unconsciousness.
He had no idea how long he was out, but he was very aware of where he woke up. He was suspended from a crossbeam between the two front legs of the bell tower. His arms were tied above his head, the thick ropes already cutting into his wrists, as evidenced by the trickles of blood running down his arms.
His head continued to pound. His arms felt like they were being pulled from the sockets. Standing on tiptoe helped somewhat to ease the strain, but the moment he tried to stand normally,
