Sultry: Another Country Heard From
Copyright© 2015 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 11
Sultry: Another country heard from; 11
About 20 minutes after Hero Alfred of Earth showed up in Crossroads ... dead ... Eva, Hero Caretakers of Crossroads Coordinator, stepped out of the bank. She was expecting to find confusion and consternation, but the town was surprisingly calm.
Her people were not on the street. She slipped through the alley between the bank and general store and checked the rear honey-wagon road. It was pretty obvious that the wagon hadn't made a pickup in quite some time ... like years? ... maybe.
Placing her perfumed handkerchief over her nose and taking very shallow breaths only as often as absolutely necessary, she was peeking in backdoors up the street ... the tannery end ... and down the street ... the stable end when a canvas bag was thrust over her head and the drawstring tightened just enough to stop what little breath she had.
It would be exceptionally unfair and a complete distortion of the facts to say... She fell like a ton of bricks. Conversely, it would be a bald-faced lie to say she gently swooned.
Eva hit the dirt.
Her captors trussed her up like a roasting turkey and tossed her over a packsaddle.
The dust of their leaving had no more than settled when the bank erupted. A number shy of dozens ... but a goodly number of rather stalwart and deeply bronzed hinterland sons, daughters, grandsons, granddaughters and even unto the twelfth generation offspring of Damsels and Earth Heroes suddenly made the bank lobby extremely crowded. One charmingly gorgeous creature with rare magenta hair and blue eyed held her hand up to one ear.
"Thank you," she said the air. Pulling a whistle from her pocket she blew a shrill blast and in the ensuing silence said, "The monitor said they're at the INN."
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