She heard a muffled scream and she jerked around to look behind her. Sue was gone.
She was alone.
They had been followed. Just as before. Dread dragged her feet and everything moved in slow motion. She had to make a choice. A small boat bobbed in the tar-colored water before her. There was no lock to be seen and all that held the boat to the dock was a singular rope tied to the pier. The people of Georgetown were far too trusting.
She looked behind her again, her breath came out in ragged pants. She had to choose. Dizzy with fear she staggered forward. Untied the rope. Sue was not wanted for murder. Matilda Hornwasher was. If she were caught, they’d bring her to trial and it would all be over.
She couldn’t risk that. She had to leave her friend. She tossed her bags inside.
“I’m sorry
