Cody has never been lucky in love. In fact, he isn’t feeling very lucky at all. Losing his job and all his money means he has to sell his home. He feels overwhelmed at having to start from scratch again.<br><br>Cody decides to get away from it all, and retreats to a secluded forest for some peace and quiet. But two days into his journey, he’s hit over the head as he’s emerging from his tent. When he wakes up, he discovers he’s tied to a chair in a dark room. He struggles against his bonds, and when he hears someone approaching, he begins to panic.<br><br>Who kidnapped him? What do they want from a man who has nothing left?

Tied Up In Knots

It didn’t matter. Freedom was freedom. He could wander the forest for days or even weeks if he knew freedom was his. Being lost, and even hungry, was more tolerable than being held captive.


He ran on, maintaining a sprint. His throat and nostrils became dry, and began to burn. Keep going, he told himself. Too bad if he was dehydrated. Too bad if his muscles were on fire. He wanted freedom and it was worth suffering a little to obtain it.


He’d been running for several minutes. He must have put at least a kilometre between himself and Baz. The realisation made him smile. He was going to make it. He knew it. He could feel it in his heart. He was free and soon he…


Something hit him in the chest with the force of a semi-trailer.


Chapter 11