Chapitre 163: Race in the Current

Impelled, Anastasia continued deeper into the cove - the water now at her hips.

A craggy slope to the left of the inlet caught her eye. It appeared to be the only point of progress. And judging by the freshly-dampened rocks along its surface, it had been recently utilized.

The voices became more distinct when she pulled herself onto the rocky gradient, and she paused to listen for their location - above. It was coming from above. On all fours, she clambered up the rocks, looking ahead to see how the path curved around and disappeared above the overhang.

They were up there on the viaduct.

"You all made my life miserable! While you're out there living your life, I'm miserable here!"

It was Eclair.

She sounded frantic - angry even. Anastasia hurried up the slope, grumbling each time her shins scraped against the rock when she slipped.