Becky demanded. “Tell us what you saw, Brandon?” “It was a figure,” Brandon began excitedly, waving his hands around to illustrate his point. Unfortunately he’d forgotten about the flashlight, which had the effect of halfway-blinding Becky and myself when it swept drunkenl...
Wellesley repeated curiously. “Save it how – and from who?” “Not…who…what,” Vinkesh corrected, struggling to find the words. He was one of the most proficient speakers of English in his village, having learned the language at his father’s knee when the older man had dealt with East India Company ...
