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An unearthly growl resounded as a man leapt out of the darkness.

‘Let her go!’

His cold voice raised the hairs on the back of her neck. Terror gripped her even harder and the two men tightened their grips. Through her watering eyes she saw a supplicant expression now masked Rudd’s face. She knew that unctuous curve of his lips when he wanted to appease a customer.

‘Here, now, this is none of your concern,’ Rudd said. ‘We only want a bit of privacy.’

‘You harm a woman, you’ll get no privacy except in death.’

The words were menacingly calm.

There was a whoosh of breath and the sharp thump of one captor’s body, as if someone had kicked him down.

She watched Rudd’s smug face draw white with fear as he ran towards the trees and disappeared.

The man crouched near her, his elbows resting on his legs, his hands hanging between them. Empty hands. His scabbard was bare and there was no sword at his feet.

‘You’re safe now. They’re gone.’