Reed lifted Warren to place him in the cart. He stopped when Warren groaned.
"If he moves again, I am going to hit him. What? We can't have him get up and scream for help. Where's the rope to tie him with?" Caleb asked, holding his right hand out to Reed. "Why are you looking at me like you don't know what rope is?"
Reed looked down at the hand he wanted to smack away. "Why are you asking me for the rope you were supposed to collect? You had one job. Get the rope and something to stuff his mouth with."
"No," Caleb shook his head. "You were to get the rope."
Reed decided to entertain Caleb's foolishness. "And what were you to get?"
"The horses- Oh," Caleb realised his mistake.
"Oh," Reed said in a mocking tone. "You told me to get the horses like you always do while you went for the rope."
Caleb scratched the back of his head. "I'm sure I told one of you to do it."
"You told me," said Killian, another Collins guard. He placed the rope on the cart.
