Jade War

They pulled the heavy metal bars shut behind them and Bero clutched the duffel bag tight as they sprinted into the cover of Widow’s Park ahead of the guards’ sweeping flashlights, toward the lantern glow of the city below. Then together, they began to attack the wall of the pit with shovels, burrowing like moles toward the neighboring coffin. It was true that the clan was a big, old ship, but for two and a half years, she’d thrown herself sweating against the wheel, straining No Peak toward the growth and change required to survive enemies at home and the threats of the modern world beyond. When he finally arrived back at his apartment, it was past midnight.