C9 Chapter 9

I have no idea how long we’ve been walking or what time it is. A handful of hours have passed since Andor showed up at our hotel, but I doubt it’s light out yet in the real world. I’d ask Zev if he has a guess about the time, but I’m sure he doesn’t know or care.

“What did Erzsébet give you back in the garden?” he asks.

This is the first I’ve thought about the paper