“What should we do with her? He said…”
Meriwa was aware of the voices above her and around her – surrounding her -and knew distantly that they sounded worried or fearful, but they sounded so far away. As though they were filtering through from some far-off place. Tinny. Muffled.
Like someone else and not her was listening in.
“I know what he said!” Sage snapped, rounding on the nervous-sounding female who was holding Meriwa’s hair taut. Her teeth were bared, her skinny body hunching as though she were backed into some imaginary corner and readying herself for a fight.
If anyone should be like that, it was Meriwa.
Still, it was a little heartening to see Sage thrown so off balance, whether that was from Meriwa’s assailants questioning her or because she saw Meriwa as a threat.
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