#Chapter 122: Say Your Name

Almara’s Pov

We wait for the dark figure to reappear. My eyes have since adjusted to the dim lighting and I attempt to make out my surroundings.

We stand on something like sidewalk, but the platform is much larger in width. Between us and the man Robert was talking to is a thick metal gate. I can see something like a road next to us, though it’s not level to the pavement we stand on. The road is lowered by a few feet that is accessed by a ladder hanging on just the other side of the gate.

I squint and catch a glistening sheen on the road, then I realize it’s not pavement. It’s water. We’re going to be transported by boat. The echoes of water dripping become more apparent at this realization.

“Think of fake identities.” Robert tells us in a quickened hushed town, though still is voice is louder than he probably intended due to the rounding of the tunnels acting as an amplifier of sound.

During the discussion of the plan, Robert told us this would be likely to happen. Before