Chapter 22
A sharp pain sliced at Richard and then the man holding him disappeared. Instinctively he raised his hand to his throat, feeling warm liquid running down his fingers. Barely able to see through his rage, he heard the Czechs leaving with their booty – and Katrina.
He shot up to go after them, but dizziness swayed him and he found himself back on the earth, one person holding him and a female voice saying, “Quick, give me something to dress the wound.”
A tearing sound and moments later the woman wrapped a piece of cloth around his neck. He stirred again, but she held him down and said, “You have to lie still. It’s only a surface cut, but it has to stop bleeding before you can get up.”
So he wouldn’t die just yet. Which meant he had to live with the torment of what he’d just al
