Louise tried to untie himself but it was of no use, he did not have enough strength to break himself lose. He was a Sheriff and whoever had taken him hostage had guts because Louise was not going to let them get away with it.
He remembered sneaking out of the courtroom right after the court had been adjourned, he rushed to his grandfather’s house because it would was here that they met. On his arrival he had been knocked over the head and blacked out.
Now Louise was here, blind folded, and tied to the chair and no one to untie him.
“Whoever you are you better let me go otherwise I’ll—“
“Otherwise you’ll do what? Call your friends to come and arrest me?” Louse stayed silent, he was not familiar with this voice at all, so it must be from someone not around here.
“Who are you?” Louise
