Bab 233: Book 4 : Chapter 82

"Have you been down here before?" Milly asked, glancing around the bunker.

We were sat almost in pitch black. Only a small bulb hanging from the ceiling illuminated the room in a dull grey glow and being ten foot underground, there certainly wasn't any opportunity for the moonlight to shine in.

"No," I said clutching Stefano in my arms.

The rest of the kids were huddled by my feet, wrapped in the thick woollen blankets that Leo kept stashed down here. They held each other and my legs, not a single one asleep despite it being one in the morning.

"The night I met you I was supposed to be," I said looking around at the concrete walls, concrete floors and thick reinforced doors, "but Haden's men got to us before they could get me to safety so I ended up in the heart of the war. It was terrifying but this is hardly a comforting alternative."