Chapter 20
Tink. Tink.
“I don’t think he really understood what we were asking for.” Maggie leaned against the wall, catching her breath after the long sprint through the darkness.
Tink.
“He does seem to know where he wants to go.” Bertrand frowned, watching Nic bounce off the stone wall again and again. “It’s the getting there the fellow seems to be having trouble with.”
“Why is there even a tunnel here?” Maggie asked. “We ran for what, ten minutes? I’m in a big dress, but even with that slow down, we’ve still gone nearly a mile.”
“If we were heading straight for the library, we would have found it by now.” Alden dabbed at the blood on his face with his sleeve.
Nic whirred, his many arms coming to life to scrape against the stone.
“Okay.” Maggie pinched the bridge of her nose, wis
