Nils double-checked the ropes binding Rose’s arms and ankles. He hated having to keep her here in the cabin, but it was his best option at the moment. At least he knew Queenie wouldn’t dare come up here without having a crew arrive first to do a thorough cleaning of the place from top to bottom. He chuckled to himself. The woman feared spiders like nobody he’d ever known. And she always told him when she planned to spend a few days up at the lake. He figured he had plenty of time to keep the girl here without being discovered. Queenie normally didn’t get the urge to come up to the place until well into the heat of the summer.
He glanced at the unconscious form lying on the bed. With her head turned like that, the bruise on the side of her face wasn’t as noticeable.
He debated with himsel
