“I never caught your name,” Clara said to the man who led the defence.
By then the applause had died down enough to start a dialogue. One she hoped would yield answers.
“Walter,” the man said after a slight pause.
“Pleasure,” Clara said.
“How did you find your way here?” Adam asked.
Walter’s eyes locked onto the acolyte. Adam sucked in air through his teeth before blowing away a stray lock of hair on his forehead.
“The Terminus,” Clara said to keep things vague for now. “It’s been a long road getting here.”
“I apologise for—(his outburst.)” Walter said.
Clara smirked before replying, “It takes a lot more than that to bother me. Besides, I’m chomping at the bit to find a way out too.”
That appeared to soothe both their minds. Still, Clara had no desire to be holed up here for much longer… interrogation in the form of small talk.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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