Jane’s POV
I didn’t remember falling asleep, but exhaustion must have taken over. My body had simply given up after hours of walking in fear of being followed. The sack beneath my head made a poor pillow, and the ground made a poor bed, but at least I found a place to sleep.
Somewhere in the middle of the sleep, I heard voices. At first, I thought it was in a dream but as I woke fully, the murmuring became clear.
“…she’s breathing.”
“Are you sure? I think she’s dead.”
Dead?
My heart started pounding instantly as I listened to their debate about me.
I kept my eyes closed, forcing my body to stay still.
“Should we check?” a woman’s voice whispered.
As I listened to their voices, there were at least three of them.
Three people? My mind raced at the thought.
Maybe if they though
