Ruth and Ollie had gone back to warn the others. Chapman broke ranks, telling them he’d return in under an hour, then disappearing before either of them could argue. He knew Piotr better than most. To have set up camp here was out of character, too smart and too sensible, and the herding and harvesting of corpses was an initiative that was way out of Piotr’s league. In comparison to the utter chaos Piotr had caused in London and at Lakeside, what Chapman had seen here was too organised and quiet. It made him feel uneasy. There had to be more to it. Right now, the convoy was prone and the people he was travelling with were vulnerable. He was sure they were missing something. They weren’t yet seeing the full picture.
The warehouses had piqued his interest, and not just because of the potent
