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Back Nottingham
Chapters (76)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. PART I
  6. ONE
  7. TWO
  8. THREE
  9. FOUR
  10. FIVE
  11. SIX
  12. SEVEN
  13. EIGHT
  14. NINE
  15. PART II
  16. TEN
  17. ELEVEN
  18. TWELVE
  19. THIRTEEN
  20. FOURTEEN
  21. FIFTEEN
  22. SIXTEEN
  23. SEVENTEEN
  24. EIGHTEEN
  25. NINETEEN
  26. PART III
  27. TWENTY
  28. TWENTY-ONE
  29. TWENTY-TWO
  30. TWENTY-THREE
  31. TWENTY-FOUR
  32. TWENTY-FIVE
  33. TWENTY-SIX
  34. INTERLUDE
  35. PART IV
  36. TWENTY-SEVEN
  37. TWENTY-EIGHT
  38. TWENTY-NINE
  39. THIRTY
  40. THIRTY-ONE
  41. THIRTY-TWO
  42. THIRTY-THREE
  43. THIRTY-FOUR
  44. INTERLUDE
  45. PART V
  46. THIRTY-FIVE
  47. THIRTY-SIX
  48. THIRTY-SEVEN
  49. THIRTY-EIGHT
  50. PART VI
  51. THIRTY-NINE
  52. FORTY
  53. FORTY-ONE
  54. FORTY-TWO
  55. FORTY-THREE
  56. FORTY-FOUR
  57. FORTY-FIVE
  58. INTERLUDE
  59. PART VII
  60. FORTY-SIX
  61. FORTY-SEVEN
  62. FORTY-EIGHT
  63. FORTY-NINE
  64. FIFTY
  65. FIFTY-ONE
  66. FIFTY-TWO
  67. PART VIII
  68. FIFTY-THREE
  69. FIFTY-FOUR
  70. FIFTY-FIVE
  71. FIFTY-SIX
  72. EPILOGUE
  73. AUTHOR’S NOTE
  74. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  75. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  76. Newsletter Sign-up

“I’m sure there are some who may be able to use it.” Locksley’s eyes looked out to the crowd and found Marion. She stood wrapped in her green cloak, watching from a distance, only rarely joining in on their mirth. She raised an eyebrow in silent agreement. But it wasn’t the answer they needed.

“So what’s the point?” Will asked.

“What’s the point?” Locksley repeated, tapping the tip of his bow on the stump next to him. He nodded vigorously, his eyes moved about the crowd. He chose one person in particular and asked the question back. “What do you suppose the point is?”

Along with the others, Elena craned her neck to see who had been singled out. She had not even realized he was there to watch. Jon Bassett, the injured gord they had nursed back to health, sat at the back with his hands tied together and a face closed tight as a fist. He was rightfully bewildered to be the target of the question, but then again his tiny gord brain was likely to be bewildered by the sun’s disappearance each night.

Locksley repeated his question, with undeserved kindness. “You’re our guest here, and I’d like your opinion, too. Do you suppose any of this will work?”

The gord squinted, chewing it over. That was an instant liar’s tell, and it meant the next string of words that fell out of his mouth would be utter horseshit.

It was inexcusable that they had brought him all the way back to their camp, and few of the others seemed to understand what that meant. They thought they were in trouble for the fight at Locksley Castle, but that wasn’t it at all. The Red Lions scrapped with the Guard all the time in Nottingham, it was part of the game. But targeting a gord, making it personal, that was a line that every gang runt knew to never cross. By taking Jon Bassett prisoner, they’d gone too far.

The moment they set him free, they’d have to abandon this camp. The only alternative was to make sure he never made it back to Nottingham. But Elena wasn’t sure any of them had the stones for that, even herself. Not in cold blood. Not without a fight.

Not unless the gords crossed that line first.

“It will work,” Jon Bassett said.