Even Bailey held her breath as the lady descended the knife against the ropes, cutting through it with a flicker of adventure in her gaunt eyes.

  “Don’t fret. If at all I meant harm you'd be the one to go first.” Shooting Joel a murderous glance, she uttered then turning her attention to Bailey.

  “Not her.” She uttered flashing a wide grin at Bailey.

  “Thank you,” Bailey appreciated, forcing the lines in her cheeks to form a smile.

  “Oh no, I'm just doing my job, honey.” She laughed heartily.

  “Oh hell, you are.” Joel tsked.

  “They'd lift my suspension after your testimony,” she added.

  “I hope they do.” Bailey responded,...