The Colour of Vengeance (39 page)
She doesn’t look anything like Sarah
. Jacob thought but quickly realised he didn’t know who Sarah was, couldn’t remember. His head pounded.
“You killed my husband,” the woman rasped at Jacob, her voice sounded like stone grating against iron. “I’m going to make you pay for it.”
Jacob tried to protest that he had no idea who the woman or her husband were but again the noises that escaped his mouth made no sense.
The woman looked down on Jacob with disgust plain on her face. “I know your tricks, Arbiter. I was warned how to stop you casting your spells.”
That was when Jacob realised why he couldn’t make his mouth work properly, why his mouth hurt so much. He couldn’t feel his tongue. This woman, whoever she was, had cut out his tongue.
“I’m going to take my time with you, Arbiter. I’m going to make you pay.” With that the woman turned and walked from the room closing the door behind her.
Jacob listened to her footsteps retreating and a hideous laugh broke free from his mouth. He pulled on his restraints and felt the stone wall begin to give as the power within his blessings blazed forth.
