LEAVING THE WOODEN pier behind, Case led Fader and the irritating Patel woman into the tunnel. The passage followed the black river, which burbled and muttered beside them. Rani, Case noticed, stayed well away from the water. Torches flaming in wall sconces lit their way in bloody hues, reflecting off the carved black rock and dancing the shadows around them.
With every step, it felt as if Toronto fell behind by more than just the length of her stride. How far did the tunnel stretch? It seemed endless.
Not much farther, answered her Voice.
Not much fartherYeah, but to what? Where’re we going?
Yeah, but to what? Where’re we going?No answer came.
Finally, the tunnel began to rise, and the dank smells of the cavern gave way to fresh sea air, cool and damp. A silvery-blue light began to c
