Shadows of Myth. Rachel Lee
clearly.”
“Exactly.” He drew her back and pointed to the ground. “Archers lay here. As I see it, before they even went below to attack, they lined up here and began to shoot at the caravan from above.”
She nodded, picturing it.
“It would have caused a great deal of confusion in the caravan. They would have rushed for the portage bridge, which is a bottleneck.”
“Yes.” Leaning forward to look through the rocks again, she picked out the bridge a short way upstream.
“Great disarray,” Archer continued thoughtfully. “Perhaps before they had even crossed the portage, the archers had taken out most of the caravan’s guards. By then everyone would have been screaming and struggling to get as far away as possible.”
She straightened. “And other thieves were already waiting for them on the other side.”
“Perhaps.” He eyed her sharply. “Do you remember this?”
She shook her head. “It just makes sense. Terrify them with the archers, cause disarray in the caravan, and drive them headlong into the ambush.”
His gaze was now definitely hard. “You think like a general.”
She stood before him, arms hanging helplessly at her sides, no memories to guide her. When she spoke, the words sounded choked. “Maybe I was.”
His face tightened with suspicion. “Maybe you were part of this.”
“I don’t know. Oh, God, I don’t know.”
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