Chapter 173. An Exchange for Racheal

Racheal felt a sharp pain sear through her head, jerking her back to consciousness.

She opened her eyes, and the pain in her head intensified.

Her eyes were watery as she looked around. She tried to wipe her eyes, but her hand would not move.

She looked up to see both her hands tied above her. Her legs were tied too, and she sat facing the open doorway of the shed.

“If your guards somehow find me, and try to act funny. You will die first.” Zuri said.

Racheal turned to see her seated at a discreet corner of the shed, watching her.

Racheal said nothing.

The woman did not want to see reasons.

There was no need for her to waste her breath trying to talk to her.

She needed to save her strength, in case she had to run.

“You see that gun?” Zuri said, pointing to a spot above the door.

Racheal looked. And there was truly a gun hanging suspended on a fish line.

Her eyes traced the barely visible fishline down, and saw it