No. The guilt of leaving whoever was behind was too much for her.
Staying low, Kate crept through the woods as carefully as possible. She dared not make too much noise and attract attention.
The laughter was growing louder. She could hear a harsh voice asking questions.
"Where is the jewelry?"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I DON'T KNOW HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHA!"
Ducking behind a nearby line of bushes, Kate peeked through the branches and could see the source of the laughter.
Two women were tied up in a clearing.
Kate recognized them and soon relaized where she was. The clearing was at the edge of the large property that belonged to Emilia Knox, a rich woman from Wales, who lived in an enormous house with her daughter, Kay. Kay had just recently graduated college and had babysat Kate when she was younger. Emilia had come to America after her husband disappeared ten years ago and she and her daughter lived a quiet life in town. There were rumors of how rich they were, but Kate never knew what to believe.
Now she saw the 46 year old Welsh woman in her long sleeved pajamas seated on the ground with her back against a large tree. Emilia's hands were tied behind her back and her legs were straight out in front of her, tied at the ankles and knees. A blindfold covered her eyes and a rope wound around the tree pinned her shoulders to the tree. Her shoulder length brown hair was swaying, as she kept turning her head at the laughter from the other side of the tree, while she wiggled her pale bare feet nervously
Kay must be the one laughing.
Kate slid over to see the other side. Kay was tied up like her mother. Her hands were tied behind her back, her shoulders were pinned to the tree and her bare feet were tied at the ankles and knees. Kay was wearing pajama pants and a white t-shirt that stopped right at the top of her bellybutton. Her long brown hair was matted beneath her blindfold, as laughter emanated from her ruby lips.
Kate could see a large, muscular woman kneeling at the edge of Kay's feet. Her long fingers were tickling the Welsh girl's bare feet and toes. Standing beside them, was a woman in a maid's outfit. Kate recognized her a Margaret, the longtime help for the two women.
Margaret smiled devilishly as Kay continued to have her feet tickled.
"C'mon now Kay. I know you know where the family jewels are kept. Just tell me and this stops."
"HEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHA I DON'T KNOW HAHAHAHAHAHAH I SWEAR HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!"
"Ok then. It only gets worse."
Margaret snapped her fingers and instantly, the muscular henchwoman..................
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