The Spy Who Loved Eveline – Excerpt No. 48

The maze-like nature of this place was further indicated by the presence of painted lines along the floor. Currently he was being led over an area with four distinctive lines, with the red and yellow diverging to when they crossed another major passageway. There goes my chance to follow the yellow brick road.

This complex reminded him of a hospital for some reason. Long non-descript corridors, conduits and piping everywhere. This was no different, but what was lacking was the distinctive scent of disinfectants and cleaners.

They remained on the orange and purple lines until the orange veered off into another passageway. That left him in purple for several minutes, their steps echoing through the hallway the only break in monotony. Purple came to end when they arrived at a larger office complex. I get it now, the purple for royalty.