Chapter 187 Chapter

"Fuck," hissed Harper, pushing me through the gap, so the cut ends of the wire snagged on the arms of Garrick's jacket. "Go!" The fabric resisted for a second before I managed to wriggle through, hearing the distinctive rip of material and feeling a tickle of cold air on my arm underneath. Cursing, I tumbled through to the other side with Harper close behind me and we set off after Fenton, who was already racing up the street, with his mobile phone held close to his ear. "Stoutcliffe Street," Fenton shouted back. "Just off Edgware Road, it's not far." From behind us, I could hear the raised voices of the Varúlfur scouts and the static of radios and my heart sank like a stone when I realised it wouldn't be long before the others converged on the convent. The idea of being surrounded by Varúlfur in this rabbit warren of alleys and backstreets filled me with panic and yet spurred me on, giving me that kick of speed that I needed until I was side by side with Fenton and with H