He looked around the interior of the fake church and was struck by just how much attention to detail had been used when the building was constructed. ‘Don’t worry. We’ll be fine,’ Laura said, helping Tom lower Nigel on to the floor behind the altar. ‘How are you feeling, Nigel?’ Otto asked. His friend looked paler and his breathing seemed more laboured. ‘I’ve felt better,’ Nigel said quietly. ‘I don’t think I’d really recommend getting shot, to be honest.’ ‘It wasn’t actually that high on my list of things to try,’ Otto said with a smile. ‘Don’t worry, help will be here soon.’ Otto handed Laura one of the Disciple assault rifles. ‘I know you don’t want it but take it anyway. If they get past us, then it’s up to you and Tom to protect Nigel and Penny.’ ‘Hey,’ Penny said with a frown as she sat down next to Nigel, ‘I’m not that badly hurt.’ ‘I know but you’re not in any condition to go running around outside either,’ Tom said.
