Sixty-Nine
In the storeroom, Jackson slipped into the tunnel first, listening intently for signs of freaks nearby. He stretched up his arms and helped Justice down through the hole. Her small fingers clutched his as once again she relied on him to lead her through the darkness. But unlike their past forays through the tunnels, this time she was vulnerable. He tightened his grip. He would keep her safe. He had to.
Hanson and Hannah climbed down next, followed by Wilson, Dale, Michaelson and the construction workers. Jackson led the way to the outlet pipe he had taken Justice to when she’d needed to go shopping in the merchant district, growing increasingly worried when they didn’t run into a single freak.
‘The Legion must have them all aboveground,’ he said to Wilson.
‘Anderson can’t ho
