“I can’t believe they gave us the entire afternoon off!” Clare sighed blissfully, stretching her arms while lying on her back on Brian’s bed. Brian himself was sitting on the other side of the bed, comfortably leaning on two big pillows.
Annabel had claimed the only chair in the room, resting her feet on the desk next to it. Seeing how it was almost as comfortable as her bed, she considered stealing it from Brian. He barely used it and she now spent most of her time bent over her own desk, going over her notes and the books Larson occasionally allowed her to take.
Since he wouldn’t tell her, she had decided to figure out by herself what he was searching for. Some access to the Internet would have been of great help, but as a persecuted group living in the middle of nowhere, they were sh
