C2 Chapter 2: A Prisoner of Great Value

Nikko had been moving for several hours with the young man's arm slung across his shoulders. Progress was slow, and the freed prisoner, barely conscious, was hard put even to move his legs. Nor had the weather improved. The rain fell relentlessly on the two fleeing, miserable figures.

It must have been late in the evening, but Nikko had no idea how late or how far they'd actually come