Chapter Twenty-Eight
The Revolution Begins
Valentina dozed off and on, but each time her eyes flew back open Hero was still awake, still watching the opening behind her. He would rub her arm softly, almost absently, and she would drift off again only to snap back awake. It was not the time for sleep.
She had seen the first light of dawn before they had plunged into the culvert. It must be brightening out there in the park, but she couldn’t tell even when she turned to look out into the grassy canyon herself.
At last Hero felt that enough time had passed and he got to his feet, holding out a hand to help her up. Lying on cold concrete had made her muscles go stiff, but by the time they emerged from the culvert and climbed back up the grassy slope to the path, she had loosened up and fel
