![]() ![]() Worst of all, I was going without a fight. I was rolling down the river with two coins for the Ferryman, heading out onto the infinite, black sea. ![]() A world they could easily overrun if only given the right incentive. To the shore on the other side swarming with zombies, Colonists and gangs. His eyes drift past her to the burning boats. He lifts his hand to press it against her cheek. “I don’t know,” he says softly, shaking his head. ![]() “When will it end? When will Beth be safe?” She sighs heavily, turning to look up at him with watery eyes. “This isn’t the first time I’ve stood in the dark with you watching the world burn.” When he speaks, she can hear the familiar sound of a smile in his voice. “I lost sight of them once most of the ships were burning.” “Hmm,” he murmurs thoughtfully, not buying it. “I’m hurt he named you after a woman married to the king of Hell. “You’re just jealous he never gave you a name.” He chuckles behind her, shaking her body with the movement. “I can remember being that desperate,” he mumbles. Jordan wraps his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head of long, dark hair. “They’re just young,” she says, sounding sad and tired, “and desperate.” He thinks they were idiots, but not spies.” He doesn’t believe they were Colony spies. Once they realize the prisoners are gone.” “They’re going to come looking for you soon. “Tonight they are, but tomorrow…”Īnd he does. “They’re on the run,” Jordan tells her, coming to stand behind her. ![]()
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