The Morgan Le Fay and its caravan was followed by the rest of the convoy. The journey down was almost as slow as the ascent; the engines braking to av...oid running away and with drag brakes dropped from the vans so that they would not try to overtake the engines. In his cage, James felt every bump and rut in the poorly made-up road.Eventually the convoy came to halt on the edge of a small green between Hasebury church, the village hall and the local public house. Jane pointed to the poster on the. Send the Harrisburg team a couple more GPS units just in case they need them,” I said.“I can read between the lines. The Iranians want the information first hand and not after ISIS has had a chance to filter it. They will have someone making the rounds to those establishments to collect it. I wouldn’t be surprised if the Iranians don’t take over the thing shortly after everyone is in place. The chaperons will be found dead or not found at all when it happens,” I said.At 1530 the girls and. A flicker of blue and red filled the rear view mirror. Crap crap crap crap. Her heart in the back of her throat, she slowed the car and pulled over to the side of the road. She hoped he’d go around her but knew he wouldn’t. Crap. He slowed, pulling over behind her. Seeing a little dirt road just ahead, she turned onto it. After maybe forty feet, she stopped and turned off the car. The tiny dirt road disappeared into the weeds and trees not twenty feet in front of her--it looked like it hadn’t. I left my goddess, handcuffed and squirming on the bed, and went in search of the cushion. I thought maybe it was on a shelf in the garage and I was right. I could see it, but not reach it. I found the step-stool, climbed to the top step and carefully moved the stuff off the cushion so I could get it down, thinking it’d be just my luck to fall and break a leg, unable to move while Karen is handcuffed to the bed.It could be a long night waiting for someone to wonder why neither of us were at.