Chapter 311 Thirty Minutes

• The terrace was cold.
• Kate came out through the glass doors with two guards ahead of her and two behind, and stopped at the rail, and for a moment she did not understand what she was looking at.
• Sparta City ran downhill from the Emporium all the way to the harbour. She had flown in over it that afternoon. It had been white and orange in the sun, ten miles of low buildings and shipping cranes and one glass tower at the centre where the government sat.