Chapter Twenty-Seven
Allie strained against the rope tied around her wrists. Her skin burned from the raw cuts on it from her twisting. She gritted her teeth against the burning in her shoulders from having her hands tied behind her.
She had woken as the man who struck her lowered her to the ground. She had kicked out at him, catching him a glancing blow to the groin. Unfortunately, he had kicked back, catching her in the ribs. The blow hadn’t broken anything, but it had knocked the breath out of her.
Her mouth was dry from the cloth they had tied around her mouth. She didn’t want to think of where it had been. The last thing she needed was to throw up and not be able to spit it out.
“Where the f**k are we going, Clancy?” the man who had struck her asked.
“You wanted to kill the other
