Chapter 47 Sabotage

• The following morning, the yell of men packing loads and decking trucks with tent tools had her standing up from the bed, pushing the net away, and coming out of the tent.
• She was limping. She just noticed that her clothes were still bloody, her eye was blood red, and her hair was scattered from the night before. She was quite a sight, and the men couldn't help but take a second glance at her.
• Ignoring them, she walked around the campsite, her eyes falling on the ashes of the bonfire from last night.