24
- 24 -
Cat wouldn’t openly admit as much, but he didn’t like enclosed spaces. He couldn’t decide if this phobia had been extenuated by working underground so often, in those shadowy spaces Authority made their own, or if his work as an agent, in taking him beyond the glass, had opened his eyes and mind to a far wider reality.
It was with a very real sense of relief that he emerged from the tunnel, pushing past the shrubbery that occluded the entrance to step into what had once been a small garden. The sun hid behind clouds, but its light still reached him, as did its filtered warmth.
Cat breathed in deep, savouring the sweet, earthy, honest fragrances. Even the sweat from Bear—and the man did perspire profusely—wasn’t enough to sour the sensation of freedom.
“Eagle, Roach. Scou
