Chapter 55
- I stumbled back into the ground-floor pharmacy, my body a single, screaming symphony of pain, the precious case of medicine clutched in my hand like a holy relic.
- “Jaze!”
- Anna’s voice was a sharp, relieved cry in the dusty silence. They were all there, their faces a mixture of fear, hope, and a dawning, horrified understanding as they took in my battered, blood-soaked form.