CHAPTER 87

"What's his name," Catherine asked looking past the Founders on the field, towards the door standing on the far end.

"Drake." Vick breathed in before parting Catherine's shoulders, smiling in the process. " Don't worry, he is not worth your anger"

"How much does he know? How much did Damian reveal?"

"Don't get sick over that, Damian was smart to play the dumb game."

"You are giving him a lot of credit, the deal was to remain quiet instead of revealing the one information that would probably get us killed."

"Do be so mean. I thought you liked him"

"Yes I do, but not when he is dead. I like living creatures."

"Hmm, someone got back their sense of humour."

Catherine picked one of the cracked stones and dropped them into the wheelbarrow. The scorching sun had failed to hide under the forming cloud. It was sending merciless heat on the earth, almost shattering their skull. And the founders had not provided them with any water or shade.

She needed to get away from this place, so sad Damian
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