“It’s not so much a sewer as it is a stormwater drain,” Lavie explained with a smile. We were striding in several inches of water, so her admission made sense after the amount of rain we’d been having lately. I was grateful for my knee-high boots and the fact I’d tucked my ancient stretchy jeans into them. Everything I wore might eventually end up in the bin, but it didn’t matter. “Are you sure you don’t want a light?” I shook my head, glancing at the headlamp attached to Lavie’s forehead by a thick leather band. She looked like a mad scientist. “I can see just fine.” “That’s pretty cool, you know? I’ve noticed you can see in the dark and I wish I’d inherited that advantage. It sure would come in handy.” I could see what she meant. The light coming from her headlamp lit a circular patch directly in front of her, only reflecting a few paces ahead. “So, what are we doing here again?” “I need to find something for Saul.” “Ah, the elusive Saul.”
