They pulled another horse from the coral, threw her across it and tied her hands to her feet beneath the horse, as she screamed and pleaded to the townspeople to help her. But the townspeople remained standing, their faces downcast, as one by one members of the crowd slipped away from the scene.The two men mounted their horses and loped out of town, tugging Krista’s horse along after them. After several miles the two men stopped and one came back and cut the rope binding Krista’s hands to her feet.She was picked off the horse and thrown roughly to the ground onto her face. Everything hurt from the rough ride.She started to push up weakly from the ground when a voice from her past spoke, “Well, well, what do we have here but old scarface herself!”Krista’s insides clenched as she looked up through the tangles of her hair and saw the fat, corpulent form of Esmeralda standing before her, who had only grown uglier with age.“You’ve only gotten prettier with age, honey. You brought me b
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