Chapter 34
Arto was still with her. Somehow events had transpired in a way that saw the old man dragged along far longer than she’d anticipated. Red kept her guard up as the platform dropped deeper into the bowels of the station. Her would-be attackers were still recovering from her assault. None more so than Rasbit, who had turned out to be the de facto leader of this little clique as she suspected. He still nursed his throat and there was a rhythmic crackle to his breathing that she doubted would cease anytime soon. She watched him now. She’d removed the pistol he carried before letting him stagger up and stripped it expertly, tossing the various pieces as they made their way to the elevator platform. Arto had mumbled something about children finding and reassembling it, but Red wasn’t worried ab
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