came the muffled response.Richard sighed and used the doorframe to prop up his exhausted body. A hand went absentmindedly to his glasses, which he rearranged on the bridge of his nose – a habitual sign of his frustration. For a man in his early thirties he looked younger. He was scruffy and unkem...
Isabel clung to Nicholas’s shoulder and he peered nervously at the others, who were positioned around the manhole they’d escaped through the previous night. This time, they were heading back inside. It seemed like madness.Nale. Zeus. Merlyn. Harry.They were really doing this. And without Sam. Ail...