Chapter 699
- Ivy’s voice rose, sharp and incredulous.
- "Leaving tonight? Tedmond, look at yourself. You can barely stand without leaning on that wheelchair, and your friend is holding his hip together with sheer willpower."
- ‘Does he have a death wish?’ Ivy wondered, her eyes darting between Tedmond’s pale face and the dark window. ‘He was brought here because he was being hunted like an animal.’