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Across the water, food had temporarily calmed tempers and repaired frayed nerves. Love him or loathe him, there was no denying the fact that Dominic Grove had a public presence like literally no one else left alive. With a liberal application of bullshit and positive vibes, he’d managed to placate just about everyone. His tone and manner encouraged positivity from the masses, and his playing to the crowd meant that heavy conversations could be avoided, difficult decisions temporarily deferred. He made sure everyone heard what had happened over on the south bank, then picked up his food and took it elsewhere to eat.
He left behind a mess hall filled with noise and excitement. For a short time, rich and delicious smells masked the foetid stink of dead London. Phillipa had spent hours co
