Chapter 13
Retreat
They crossed the narrow bridge and hurried over to where a guard was keeping watch over a group of soosh. Genesee checked behind her to see the man who’d accompanied Egan Pri stepping off the bridge. Behind him, the second of Pri’s guards. The first guard stood next to the costell, who was studying her.
Glancing over his shoulder, she didn’t see a carriage or any type of similar conveyance, and did a quick tabulation. “There are six of us and five soosh. I guess I’m riding along with someone?”
“You can ride with me,” the other man offered.
“No. She rides with me.” Egan reached out to take her satchel. Their fingers brushed, and a gust of desperation seemed to blow through her. Genesee blinked in response at the unexpected sensation, but said nothing.
“Put your foot
