Chapter 17
Nathan cursed as his horse stumbled on a rough patch of ground, nearly pitching him out of the saddle. He managed to grab hold with his bound hands in time to catch himself, and then hang on until the horse steadied.
It was still morning, yet he was already exhausted. After the Major had ordered Nathan and the others taken captive there had been a short period where they were left, though of course guarded. Nathan had expected to be shoved together with Josef’s group but that hadn’t happened.
Then they had been pulled up, helped onto their horses and warned that they would be killed painfully if they tried to escape. With his hands bound and legs tied to the saddle there was no chance of getting clear anyway. Just staying on the horse was taking all his strength.
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