Thirty-Four
Audrey
The ride back to London was as tense as our escape had been three weeks prior. The only difference was that this time, I actually knew what was happening.
They’d tried to keep it from me, to tell me that everything was going to be okay and not to worry, but I’d been through too much to take it this time.
So they’d told me. About getting their brother Isaac to talk being the only thing that might save them from certain death, about the futility in trying to run from a death sentence placed on you by this Smerts g**g their brother had mentioned.
Perhaps in another life, if my heel hadn’t broken that day in the park, I would have watched the news one evening while eating my takeaway dinner and shuddered in relief at the announcement of London becoming a bit safer now t
