FIFTEEN
A hard shove in the middle of her back sent Hannah stumbling, and she fought the urge to turn and punch the guard behind her. This was the third time he’d pushed her, even though she was complying with the orders she’d been given once the guards had surrounded them.
A shout rang out in front of her, and she saw Leon spin. He looked as if he was going to punch the guard giving him grief. Three more guards shouted for him to turn around, their guns waving in the air, grim expressions on their faces.
‘Leon, let it go,’ she called out. They did not need to set the guards off. Their fingers appeared twitchy enough as they scanned the shadow-strewn streets while they marched Hannah and her companions onward. She had rarely been in the streets of Brimfield so had no idea where they wer
