Chapter 15
Her mouth fell open. “You cannot mean it.”
He was already pushing the wooden lid to the side. “It’s our only option.”
“But—but—but—what if there’s a mummy inside?” she asked, panicked.
He had the lid askew, with just enough of a gap for a person to squeeze through. “Then we’re going to have one hell of a story.”
She had to do it. She knew that, of course she did. But oh! How she wished she didn’t. It was pitch-black in that box, and God only knew what was inside, and—
“Hulston!” an impatient voice shouted from outside. “Get yer arse out here!”
She swallowed. She was going to have to manage. She accepted Henry’s proffered hand and sat down on the lip of the wooden box, then swung her feet inside. Trying to tamp down the panic rising in her chest, she closed her eyes and sl
