CHAPTER THIRTEENHe felt himself being dragged over the deep carpeting, thinking that it felt rather pleasant, thinking that both Corcorans had muscular grips and must be in good physical condition, thinking that something terrible was going to happen to him, and thinking that this must be something like an out of body experience except that he was not out of his body, he was just unable to connect with it except as a neutral observer.
He wondered if he could feel pain.
He felt himself dragged down a flight of stairs, bumping on each step. Yes, one question at least was settled. He could definitely feel pain.
As beautiful as the ground floor of the Tudor house had been, the cellar was purely functional. Bare floor, rough walls. Despite a dehumidifier humming away the air felt clammy and
