Engines and werewolves

Chapter 70

Marvel, much to her irritation, stayed behind, unable to keep up on her broken leg. I left the Moron with her. Now that we’re trying to work together as a pack, he’d only get in the way. That leaves me, Belvia, Tonia, and Jose. I’ve worked with worse gangs, in spite of a few … eccentricities.

I duck through a rusted-out hole in the wall and turn left, moving just slow enough that my footsteps won’t echo. When I reach the next doorway, I pause. Unlike the Deeps, here it isn’t truly dark during the day. Enough sunlight seeps in through the holes in the deck to take the edge off the gloom.

Up ahead is a dark silhouette, a long, low thing bigger than a horse. I stare a little longer, convincing myself that I can make out features that match the description of a shaggy—six fat legs, a long ne