A sudden bump made Evelyn wake up suddenly. She was disorientated.
'Shouldn't I be in bed not riding on a camel'. Memories came flooding back
to her, going to get ready for bed, she had chosen a night-gown before
dinner so that she was already for what she knew was going to end up being
a late night. Then those beastly men came along and she never did get
changed. She was still wearing her dinner gown. The reality of her
situation struck her and she tried to sit up. Moving about made her realise
that she lying on her front on the side of a camel well infact she was
lying on the legs of a man sideways on a camel. Her movement caught his
attention and he stopped the camel.
"Hey men, little woman here's awake." He was talking in Arabic, she figured they were natives. She looked up and saw five other camels with the other men from the night before. One man came towards her. He looked at the awkward position in and laughed.
"Ha, I guess you should get up Miss Carnahan, I'm not sure if that's what is meant by 'riding side saddle'." Ungraciously the man behind her hoisted her up into a sitting position. She stared straight ahead at the man who was talking. She didn't recognise him, unfamiliar dark hair and skin. Just like any other Egyptian.
"Well really," she said, "Where are you taking me?"
"To your destiny Miss Carnahan." With that he signal to the other men to ride on. He trotted to the front of the group to converse with another member. Evie strained her hearing to try and catch any thing that might be more of use to her.
"Gibson, did you leave the present for O'Connell and the brother?" Evie smiled tightly, 'Well at least I know one of there names. But was this present. She hoped they were laright. It didn't bear thinking about if they weren't.
"Yeah Alonzo, I'm sure it was a nice surprise for when he went to bed. Are you sure it was a good idea though? Provoking him like that. I've heard about this O'Connell, very resourceful, rumour has it that he could squeeze blood from a stone." Alonzo looked down Gibson. She could see his face shift uneasily. Well at least they were worried it made her feel slightly better.
"Yeah well as long as it's a stone and not me, We'll be fine. As soon as we get there everything will be fine." Evie wasn't sure she like the sound of that, put with a gun digging into her back she wasn't about to kick up much of a fuss. If only she had someway of letting her men know where she was, if only she knew where she was going. She sighed heavily and resigned herself to looking for any kind of landmark that might tell her where she was going. 'Well there's sand, and more sand. That's a start.'
O'Connell hadn't stopped pacing since he discovered Evie missing, it was only Jonathan's logical reasoning 'scarey thought' that made him stay and think about things carefully. After an initial search of the nearby area didn't turn up anything he had returned to find that she hadn't turned up. He still held her bloody night gown as if it was a lifeline. He'd heard of kidnappings in Egypt but he never expected it to happen to his Evie. He was here to protect her; well at least that's what he told himself. He felt terrible how could he let something like this happen. He glanced at Jonathon. The man looked terrible. Evie was his life. He hadn't touched the drink like Rick thought he would. Instead he had become the efficient big brother. Telephoning everyone he could think of. The authorities wanted nothing to do with it. That's what they thought anyway. The standard reply was given. "We'll do our best to look for her. Leave it to us." But Rick had seen that way the law dealt with things here, he was not very confident. 'Oh Evie where are you.' The touch of a hand on his back alerted him to someone's presence. He swing round barely missing the person with his right hook.
"Ardeth what are you doing here? This has something to do with Evie doesn't it?" Rick looked at the man before him. His expression grave.
"Yes my friend it does. If we do not find her and the men who took her then the world as we know it will end."
In the distance the two rotted men could see movement, black shapes against the endless sand. Finally the end to there wanting had come. Their time had come.
"Hey men, little woman here's awake." He was talking in Arabic, she figured they were natives. She looked up and saw five other camels with the other men from the night before. One man came towards her. He looked at the awkward position in and laughed.
"Ha, I guess you should get up Miss Carnahan, I'm not sure if that's what is meant by 'riding side saddle'." Ungraciously the man behind her hoisted her up into a sitting position. She stared straight ahead at the man who was talking. She didn't recognise him, unfamiliar dark hair and skin. Just like any other Egyptian.
"Well really," she said, "Where are you taking me?"
"To your destiny Miss Carnahan." With that he signal to the other men to ride on. He trotted to the front of the group to converse with another member. Evie strained her hearing to try and catch any thing that might be more of use to her.
"Gibson, did you leave the present for O'Connell and the brother?" Evie smiled tightly, 'Well at least I know one of there names. But was this present. She hoped they were laright. It didn't bear thinking about if they weren't.
"Yeah Alonzo, I'm sure it was a nice surprise for when he went to bed. Are you sure it was a good idea though? Provoking him like that. I've heard about this O'Connell, very resourceful, rumour has it that he could squeeze blood from a stone." Alonzo looked down Gibson. She could see his face shift uneasily. Well at least they were worried it made her feel slightly better.
"Yeah well as long as it's a stone and not me, We'll be fine. As soon as we get there everything will be fine." Evie wasn't sure she like the sound of that, put with a gun digging into her back she wasn't about to kick up much of a fuss. If only she had someway of letting her men know where she was, if only she knew where she was going. She sighed heavily and resigned herself to looking for any kind of landmark that might tell her where she was going. 'Well there's sand, and more sand. That's a start.'
O'Connell hadn't stopped pacing since he discovered Evie missing, it was only Jonathan's logical reasoning 'scarey thought' that made him stay and think about things carefully. After an initial search of the nearby area didn't turn up anything he had returned to find that she hadn't turned up. He still held her bloody night gown as if it was a lifeline. He'd heard of kidnappings in Egypt but he never expected it to happen to his Evie. He was here to protect her; well at least that's what he told himself. He felt terrible how could he let something like this happen. He glanced at Jonathon. The man looked terrible. Evie was his life. He hadn't touched the drink like Rick thought he would. Instead he had become the efficient big brother. Telephoning everyone he could think of. The authorities wanted nothing to do with it. That's what they thought anyway. The standard reply was given. "We'll do our best to look for her. Leave it to us." But Rick had seen that way the law dealt with things here, he was not very confident. 'Oh Evie where are you.' The touch of a hand on his back alerted him to someone's presence. He swing round barely missing the person with his right hook.
"Ardeth what are you doing here? This has something to do with Evie doesn't it?" Rick looked at the man before him. His expression grave.
"Yes my friend it does. If we do not find her and the men who took her then the world as we know it will end."
In the distance the two rotted men could see movement, black shapes against the endless sand. Finally the end to there wanting had come. Their time had come.
