“There wasn’t some disaster, was there?” I asked, nodding toward the group. “Why are they all here?”
He shrugged. “How am I supposed to know? If it wasn’t on i********:, then it wasn’t worth knowing about.” He paused and shook his head. “Maybe they’re concerned about the ambulances too.”
I snorted. “I suppose.” I couldn’t think of a better reason outside of “Sabine is controlling them too”, but I didn’t want to stoke Piers’ fears any further. I didn’t need him chickening out, nor did I need him ending up as a mouth-watering buffet of terror for Sabine.
Piers straightened himself up as if he’d just read my thoughts. “Well, I suppose I’ll go in and look,” he announced with a martyr’s flair. “If I am to descend into madness, put me out of my misery, would you? All my possessions are to go
