Chapter 11
Wood shattered below, and shouts rang out through the tower.
Morgan shot bolt upright in bed. “What the hell?”
“Shh…” Evan motioned for Morgan to be quiet.
Morgan shut his mouth, his heart thundering. Evan got off of the bed and threw a duffel bag at him. Then Evan slipped on his jeans and went to another chest near the hearth. As Morgan quickly pulled clothes out of the bag and put them on, Evan unlocked the chest. He flung it open, and Morgan watched as he buckled a belt around his waist. When he turned to get his shirt, Morgan saw a sword hanging from Evan’s belt. Evan moved around the room with lightning speed, then he stopped cold. Seconds later, the door to the room burst open, raining wooden splinters on him.
“Jesus Christ!” Morgan shouted as he scrambled across the
