Chapter 34
34 When Gavin pulled open the heavy oak door, the stench that greeted them brought bile to Joanna’s throat. Revolted, she stood at the entrance as he stepped into the chamber. The room smelled of dead and rotted flesh. Not far from her foot lay the headless corpse of a sheep. Staying where she was, Joanna shot a glance at Gavin. He looked back at her. “To think you spent the winter in the tower room when, all the time, you could have been here.” “Stay where you are, Gavin,” she said shakily, staring past him. The floor at the far end of the room seemed to be moving. Gavin turned and raised his torch high in the air, and she saw him flinch and back up a step at the sight. Joanna moved beside him, and looked up into his face. He was as pale as the full moon. “What is it?” “Rats,” he w
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