Book 1 - The Man With The Golden Torc - Plot & Excerpts
It did seem to me that every time I’d gone underground recently, bad things had happened to me. But then, above ground hadn’t been that safe either. Molly and I walked back the way we’d come, heading for Blackfriars station, and it was like walking through a war zone. Crashed cars, shops on fire, damage and wreckage everywhere. People stumbled around, dazed and confused, crying and clinging to each other. And bodies, in the road or dragged out onto the pavement from burnt-out premises, sometimes decently draped with a coat, more often not. I felt stunned, sickened. This wasn’t supposed to happen. In all the secret wars I ever fought, I never once let them spill over into the real world. I never, ever let civilians get hurt. "Stop that," Molly said quietly. "None of this was your fault. Manifest Destiny is responsible for what happened here, the bastards." "We let them chase us," I said. "What was the alternative? Stand our ground and die quickly, if we were lucky? I don’t think so.
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