He tied the pieces of fabric around her wrists but left a loop in the middle. He pulled Lacey Lee to her feet then, lifting her up, he looped the fabric that tied her wrists together over one of the empty hooks that hung from the ceiling.
Arms stretched high above her head, only Lacey Lee's toes reached the floor. She looked at him from between her arms, her eyes full of a strange kind of fear. New Orleans 1925. The Catnip...