~CASSELBA'S POV
I KEEP MY EYES CLOSED UNTIL THE LIGHT of the sun spears a red hue over my eyelids. Even then, I keep them closed still.
As I sit on the wide verandah, my mind runs a mile a minute, piecing together the plans made with Caden and Ryan in the Winter Study few days ago.
A week has flown by.
There is not a time left to dawdle anymore.
If we're lucky, the headhunters would hold out a few days more. And if we are not, Ren's motion sensors are sure to detect trespassers anytime soon—and not the ones with good excuses either. More like the kind in guns and boots.
Fucking redneck mercs.
Ever since the damned bounty had gone out for me, I've had to fend off crazy hicks at every turn and corner. Crackheads. Meth addicts. Hillbillies. Bigoted peckerwoods. Crazy-ass weirdos. The list is as long as the height on which I currently sit. We'd barely finished with one bounty hunter before another was all up in our affairs.
