Chapter 4The Desert
Fenn
Walking was more difficult in the night. Watching where one put one’s feet was harder. That was offset by the pleasure of not marching under the hot sun. It was a moonlit night, which helped.
Will Grant seemed to know what they were doing here in the desert at night and Fenn wanted to ask them how, when the Will Grant they had got to know in London was the epitome of urban sophistication.
Here, they were rougher round the edges. Equally competent, and a shade harder. Hardened by the land, perhaps? Fenn didn’t know. For now though, it was enough that the two of them could work together like this as well as they could in Will Grant’s city.
They made a good team, taking turns to go in front on point and walking behind, or beside Keren to catch them if they stumbl
