Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Zayn laughed. "You're not from here, so this isn't about fighting back. We just want to get rid of an outsider!"

The farmers didn't really get it. All they knew was that Finnegan had been fooling them for ages. They felt they should grab and interrogate him.

The ones standing up front were itching to move.

"Mister Finnegan, there's no use fighting it. You're not going to escape." Zayn whistled and looked toward the house. "I've heard Esther is a looker. How about you hand her over for a bit of fun?"

Next to Zayn, a man slowly raised his hand. "I've seen that lady. She's as beautiful as they come. She's so fair and frail, a real delicate one."

The idea of being with such a beautiful woman was new to them. Finnegan realized things were turning ugly when he saw their greedy looks. Then, out of nowhere, someone from inside the house opened the door and pulled Finnegan inside, quick as a flash.

The villagers were left gaping. When Finnegan disappeared, they started shouting.

he go?

someone pull him inside. Esther's

took charge. He played with a piece of grass, daydreaming about having his way with Esther and being determined to sleep with her. "Alright, everyone, cool it. They can't escape if they're in the house. Let's think of

is made of wood.

Zayn was still fixated on Esther The idea of setting the place on fire made him scowl. "Hold up. If we kill him, what will

ov

authorities come asking?"

chimed in, "The house is wooden.

"Good thinking.

to get the farmers together. Before long, they returned

and the others couldn't believe their