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“I think the sheriff is punishing Godfrey because he didn’t get us. Sheriff thinks he lied to him. ”
“He didn’t promise them us, ” I argued.
“The sheriff doesn’t give a damn!” Rob snapped at me.
“And he’s going to hang them with what ever thieves Gisbourne can round up. ”
I felt my cheeks blush. I hated when he yelled at me.
“We’ll have a few days yet if he wants a big hanging, ” John said.
“Possibly even a week or so, ” Much agreed.
“I’m sure we can wrangle something up to keep him busy for two weeks, can’t we Scar?” John asked with a smile. I looked away, and I felt Rob’s eyes burning holes in me.
“Let’s just break them out of the prison to night and make no bother of the lot. ”
“Get it done. I want this done, ” Rob said. He rubbed his head. “And we all need sleep before we do anything. Even you, Scar. ”
I shrugged. I were fair tired, anyway. We stayed quiet till we reached the cave, and once there, Much handed out some bread to all of us. I took mine and went to sit on top of the ridge above the cave.
“Scar, ” John called. He bounded up the ridge and sat beside me.
“You aren’t fi xing to watch me eat, are you?”
“No, ” he said, biting into his bread. I bit mine. “How you feeling, anyway?”
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I lifted my shoulder, not bothering to talk. Awful. I felt awful.
“What’s your plan for the prison?”
“Don’t know. Need to think on it. What ever we do, we can’t never use it again, because Gisbourne will fi gure it out and fi x it. Think maybe we should save the tunnel for later. ”
“How do you reckon to get in, then?”
I grinned. “I got ways, John Little. ”
His eyes looked me over in a funny way. “You don’t need to tell me, Scar. ”
My cheeks went hot without me knowing much why, and it were light enough that he could tell, which made the whole matter worse.
“You ain’t half bad when you blush, Scar. ”
“What happened to me being a coward?”
He shrugged. “I think I’m starting to fi gure you out. You steal all this food and eat none; you had a friend that you loved. Really, I’m starting to think you’re pretty tough— but with a bit of a soft belly. ”
“What friend?” I asked. I never loved any friend of mine. Never much had a friend.
“That Leaford girl. When you talked about her, it was obvious how much you cared about her. ”
I felt the blush slide right off my mug.
“You don’t like to talk about much, Scar, and don’t worry, I’m not asking. You don’t have to talk about your friend. But yeah, I think I’m fi guring you out. Slowly, of course. ”
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into the night. I waited until everyone else went to sleep, and when I went into the cave, I mounded my bed far from John. Were this his way of shining on me? After all this fi ghting?
I slept, but it weren’t a real restful sleep. k
I went to have a lookabout round the prison the next afternoon, and Rob said he’d come with me. I nodded, waiting for him to run up ’longside me. He had his dark hood up, and I had my hat down low.
“You angry at me for something?” I asked him after a little bit.
“What makes you say that?”
“Usually you talk. And you yelled at me last night. ”
He turned to look at me, but I didn’t look back. “I hate what’s going on. Can’t believe they arrested the twins; Godfrey was only trying to keep his sister safe, and they throw him and his sister in prison— and she had nothing to do with it. ”
“I’ll get them out, ” I told him.
“It’ll be years until Richard’s back. It took him as long as I was there to conquer the city of Acre, which is miles outside the Holy Land, and he won’t come home until he takes Jerusalem. How can we fi ght back this fl ood for years more? How can this situation continue?”
I crunched a branch underfoot, sneaking a look at him. I knew my heart weren’t never too sure ’bout many things, but if I ever could, I wanted to be sure for Rob. That way when his heart stumbled, I could be sure for the both of us. “It’s like you 212-47765_ch01_1P.indd 113
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said, Rob. We do what we do because there’s something we
can
do about it. Things like ‘how long’ and ‘what if ’ aren’t part of that. It’s about the hope, not the horror. ” Thoughts of London welled up in my pipes but I kept going. “And for that matter, you know all about the horrors, just like I do, just like John does, just like Much. We shoulder it so these people don’t have to know it too. And I know this because that’s what you say. And when you say it, I believe you. And when I believe you, I’ll follow you anywhere. ”
His eyes closed, and he nodded. “You have more faith in me than I do for myself sometimes, Scar. ”
“Well, that’s right as rain, ” I told him. “You don’t need to be sure of yourself all the time. Fact, it’s a little more bearable when you ain’t. ”
He smiled a little, looking at me. “You think I’m unbearable?”
I shrugged. “Sure. You ain’t like nobody else. Sometimes I don’t know what to make of you at all. ”
“This coming from the thieving, knife-throwing outlaw girl. As if there were anyone like you in the wide world. ”
“Yeah, but you see right through me. ”
“It’s not that I see through you, ” he told me. “It’s that I see you. You don’t want anyone to see you, but I do. ”
I nodded, and my old bruise started beating under my hat.
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That knifed into my belly like a hot ax. I knew that, as far as souls went, mine were black as tar and, like my face, it were strange and scarred. Somehow, some part of me always thought Rob saw me as diff erent than all that, though, saw the good bits of me as better than the ugly bits.
That weren’t the way of it at all, clear as day. Rob saw the tar and the scars and wished he never peeked at all. I didn’t look up or speak the rest of the way there. k
We spent several hours in Nottingham, which were tough for Rob. People could recognize him there, so he stayed out of the castle proper while I found a way in.
When I met up with Rob again, it weren’t with good news.
“Gisbourne is fussing with everything. He’s changing the guard shifts— he’s doubling them on the prison and on the gate and ordering them to move around at night. He knows I can get in but he don’t know how. ”
“How many ways do you know?”
“The tunnel’s my best way in. I can get over the wall in a trice without them seeing me, but the tough bit is getting others over. ” I stopped, my eyes going wide. “I know what we can do. ”
“Tell me. ”
“Well, they’ll be expecting us to break Godfrey and Ravenna out, won’t they? They’ll be guarding the prison extra just for it. ”
“So?”
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“So let’s give them what they expect. ”
His eyebrows pulled together tight. “You want us to walk into a trap? Or, rather, a heavily guarded prison that might as well be a trap?”
I grinned, setting off . “Nail on the head, Rob!”
“Wait, Scar, that makes no sense. ”
I kept walking.
“Scar!”
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“You’ve gone completely mad, ” John told me, again. Again and again. And again. Rob and Much said nothing, but they were with me too.
“Stop saying that. It’s bad luck. ”
“You don’t need luck— you need to not go in there. ”
“Since when are you antsy about scaring up some trouble, John?” Much asked.
He glared. “Since she’s taking far too much risk on her shoulders. They’re little shoulders, if you lot haven’t noticed. ”
“She’ll be fi ne, John. It’s a good idea, ” Rob said, rougher than I would have thought. Honestly, the lug were just worried.
“I’m holding you responsible, Huntingdon, ” John snapped.
“Remember that you’re the one who agreed to all this. ”
I slapped John’s stomach. We never called Rob by his title.
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I looked up at the sky. It were a dark, clouded sky without a moon, like a better thief than me stole the light to help us hide. We climbed the wall, scaling the rough stone by moving quick and never searching out much of a foothold. Only Much couldn’t fair get it, and John climbed back down and did it again with Much on his back, like he’d done Freddy the other time.
Rob and I went over the wall to the parapet, looking for the roving guards. One came through and we separated, each fl ipping over the side of the guard’s walk at the top of the wall to hide in the dark. The side I fl ipped over, of course, left me dangling above the castle residences. I lowered myself onto one careful, hiding on the back of the roof.
Rob came down, and then John and Much came a few minutes later. Once we were all there, I dropped down into the central courtyard, looking straight into Gisbourne’s chambers. The room were lit, but he weren’t there, and that chilled me a little.
One by one we dropped down, then ran across the upper bailey and down through the gauntlet. There were more guards on, and they were moving, but they still tended to group together and leave areas unprotected. We knew how to move in the darkness unseen, but I knew the Mason twins wouldn’t be so good at it.
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slid in behind them. I heard John shouting at them as I ran deep into the prison.
The rough rock walls gave way to cells, a lone candle guttering in the front to cast light over the place. I could see the cells and the people within, and I stopped dead. Something were wrong. ’Ever I set foot in the prison, they’d all be whispering and calling to me, begging for help or helping me fi nd who I needed. They were all dead quiet, and I didn’t fl atter myself that they couldn’t see me.
I stopped at Jack Tailor’s cell. We had tried once to help him get out of there, but he wouldn’t go; he didn’t want no backlash on his family. He said it weren’t worth the price of being free. That were a few months ago; I wondered if he might change his mind if he thought there’d be some hangings soon. He came to the front of his cell, meeting my eyes and then looking over toward the back of the prison. I drew my fi nger down between my eyes, trying to ape the nosepiece that were on the guards’ helmets.
He shook his head.
I nodded. It weren’t a guard, then. That meant it could be someone I didn’t need to bother ’bout none— or Nottingham. Or Gisbourne.
Either way, I had to move quick. “
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” I mouthed. Tailor pointed to a cell farther down. I would have to be quicksilver. I nodded my thanks and moved into the darker end of the prison. I could feel someone there. I could hear soft breathing, measured and even, and, worse, I could feel his eyes on me. Watching 212-47765_ch01_1P.indd 118
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me. Hunting me. Somewhere in my gut, I were sure it were Gisbourne, standing in the shadow just beyond me like he’d always done.
Didn’t matter none. Couldn’t turn back now. I slid the package from my back. It would fi t through the bars. I moved quiet along the cells, looking for the twins. My heart were drumming up a storm. I just had to be steady, I kept reminding myself.
It were nineteen paces and six cells in that I found them. They rushed forward and I pressed the package through the bars.
“Have faith, ” I whispered, gripping Ravenna’s hand on the bar and meeting her eyes, trying to somehow show her everything that I couldn’t tell her and her brother.
A huge hand came out and grabbed my neck, ripping me back from the bars. I fell back against the other cell across the row, and even in the dark I knew the Dev il when I saw him.
“Gisbourne. ”
He pulled back, surprised that I knew his name, and I didn’t sit around gawping. I bolted. “John!” I barked as I cleared the prison gate. He threw off the guards and snapped a couple quick punches, and we set off running.
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that. We skittered right down the wall and scampered quick into the forest.
We ran for a while, and Rob called us all to stop by a stream. We drank, and I pulled onto a tree branch. “Well?” Rob asked.
“Went perfect, ” I told him. “Now that they think we’ve tried and failed, we’ll be set to get them out tomorrow. Got the package in, so they’ll think we’ve been getting people out dressed as guards. And they did keep a man inside, like I thought they might. ”
John sighed. “Christ, you had me, Scar. When you came running hell for leather, I thought everything was done. ”
I shrugged. “It were Gisbourne. But the twins looked hale and hearty, and we’ll get them out tomorrow. ”
Rob nodded. “So far, your plan is fl awless, Scar. ”
I started to smile, but him saying he wished he never saw me popped into my ears. I looked down instead. “We’ll know tomorrow. ”
He nodded again. “We should all get some sleep. Tomorrow will be complicated enough. ”
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When we rose, my heart were unsteady. Seeing Gisbourne’s face so close had rattled me sure, and though it had been dead dark, there were some tiny terror in me that he’d known me. He couldn’t have known me. It were too dark, and besides, I’ve changed.
’Course, there were the eyes. He could know the eyes. And the scar.
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