Chapter 7“Shh,” Tyler whispered, putting a finger to his lips as he unlocked the side door of the house to let them in. “She’s probably asleep and I don’t want to wake her. Her arthritis has been acting up recently, so she should have taken her pills, but that would have been earlier tonight. By now they’ve probably worn off.”
Marin nodded, following Tyler upstairs to his studio. Tyler immediately went to his desk to search for the pamphlet, while Marin crossed to his drawing table.
“You are quite good,” Marin commented. “This looks exactly like what I remember of the tunnel where we met.”
Tyler turned to see him thumbing through one of his sketchpads and chuckled. “It had better, since it’s going to be in the book. A better version that is. That’s just the preliminary I did from the sk
