Chapter Eighteen – Ceremonial Burial
They were sneaking through the inner courtyard, Ali in the lead, holding a bag filled with incriminating evidence thrown over one shoulder like a burglar, a gay spring in his step. Lawrence had preferred to carry the rest and walked carefully, paying attention to any noise that might give them away.
Like the night he’d inspected Lukas’s room, no one else but a few solitary birds kept them company. The wings of an owl fluttered, followed by the omino