Seven Kinds of Hell
“Adam Nichols and his gang had hurt him back in Berlin. One eye was blackened and nearly closed; what I could see of the white was actually red with burst blood vessels. There was a serious case of road rash down that side of his face, and one arm was bandaged.
Good. Adam Nichols had taken a chunk off him.
“You are late.”
“I was delayed—I had to steal a boat. I’m here now.”
“I saw no boat in the harbor.” He snapped his fingers and one of his men approached. Dmitri said something to him in anothe...r language—Russian, it sounded like—and he left.
“I’m not real good at navigating. Actually, I’ve never driven a boat before. I just aimed for Delos and tried not to hit any rocks.”
“You would have passed Antonio Cavalli’s excavations from the main landing, a man of great learning. No matter, you are here.”
Excavations? Not the Via Cavalli in Venice? Maybe the Beacon really did want me, had been leading me to it in Venice. “Hey, I’m just glad I figured out what you were saying.”MoreLess
Good. Adam Nichols had taken a chunk off him.
“You are late.”
“I was delayed—I had to steal a boat. I’m here now.”
“I saw no boat in the harbor.” He snapped his fingers and one of his men approached. Dmitri said something to him in anothe...r language—Russian, it sounded like—and he left.
“I’m not real good at navigating. Actually, I’ve never driven a boat before. I just aimed for Delos and tried not to hit any rocks.”
“You would have passed Antonio Cavalli’s excavations from the main landing, a man of great learning. No matter, you are here.”
Excavations? Not the Via Cavalli in Venice? Maybe the Beacon really did want me, had been leading me to it in Venice. “Hey, I’m just glad I figured out what you were saying.”MoreLess
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