Chapter 20:
In a bent over awkward rush, Helena tried to reach the wall as it closed. “Wait. We forgot the lamp.”
Alexei stopped her before her hand became encased in stone. “It will give them something more to tell their grandchildren on how the ghosts escaped.” Even contorted as he was, the Russian managed to c**k his head and wink. “I like that, The Ghost, perhaps I have found myself a new moniker?”
Krushna struck a match so the group could gain their bearings. She produced a candle from her robes, providing limited light.
Doyle nodded at the light. “Nice thinking.”
“Just because we never see you during the day, doesn’t make you a ghost.” Helena left off what most people thought the count was. The soft glow from her pendant allowed her to see very little of her surroundings.
Doyle
