Chapter 30Even buried beneath the church, without the passing sun overhead, Dec was fully aware of time and how it slipped through even the most dexterous of fingers. The gift from living nearly a century. He could busy himself as much as he wanted with soothing restless children or barring defenseless entrances from unwanted guests, but none of it could mask the minutes that ran away from him. Each crept by, whispering in his ear as it vanished into nothing, taunting him with the reminder that Maya had yet to call and let him know that she’d safely left the hospital. He hadn’t been this on edge since the early days of Danny’s infection.
He waited until he knew the sun had set before creeping up to the street to maximize his reception. Part of Dec wanted to believe that she hadn’t been ab
