Chapter 300 Slipping Away

• Abby
• As Karl and I head wordlessly back into the pub, I’m torn between relief and a whirlwind of emotions. The warmth of the crowded room envelopes us, a stark contrast to the cold intimacy of the alley. The lively chatter and laughter of the patrons are soothing to my ears, but my mind is still racing.
• Karl and I don’t say a word to each other as we head down the narrow hallway, but I don’t think we need to. I can feel his presence behind me, and I know he’s watching me. He’s probably confused, just like I am.