Chapter 15 – Part 11


You!” hissed Becky, her eyes hard.

“John,” said Logan grimly.

John stared back distastefully. “Want your agrestic friend back?” he asked the redhead. “Then you’d better do as I said.”

“What have you done to George?” asked Logan with clenched teeth.

“That,” he went on, “brings us back to the important point I was making.”

John smiled as a bag appeared on his palm. It was made of sackcloth.