Thirty-Five
The midday sun was shining on the town walls as Hanson rolled to a stop just outside of Harlington. There was no sign of Andy on this side of the gate, and he shared an uneasy glance with Leon, sure something must have gone wrong.
‘There he is.’ Leon pointed to the left of the gate.
Hanson squinted at the two figures suited up in full body armour, including the helmet. Other than confirming they were both male from their body shape, he couldn’t see anything that indicated their identities. ‘How can you tell?’
‘It’s the way he walks,’ Leon said. ‘I’m guessing the other one is that lieutenant he said helped him. Carstairs.’
A scowl formed as Hanson remembered the handsome warden and the way he’d smiled whenever Hannah and Justice were around. ‘Great.’
‘Let’s hope they’ve co
