BACK INSIDE, I STOPPED where the wall of the open space curved round to join the passageway, my outstretched arm bringing Brook to a standstill.
Sticking my head out, I peered both ways. I’d already learned the hard way that my olfactory wouldn’t detect all threats. If anyone loitered, the thudding inside my chest would have given us away, but no one jumped out at us. No one attacked.
All’s quiet on the Western Front. Too quiet.
Breathing out through barely parted lips, I motioned for Brook to follow, and we slipped from our spot.
She peered back over her shoulder as we walked. Where is everyone? she mouthed to me.
I shrugged, though the hairs across the back of my neck stood high. We’d not only got everyone out, but had managed to slip back in without deterrence, so what holes had ev
