chapter 24(2)

Kora is on edge and alert as we walk along the path. I have never been on this street before, and it is similar to the main one, filled with pubs and clubs. Coming to the pedestrian crossing, I look both ways down the darkened street when a group of men comes up behind us. They are chatting amongst themselves and clearly intoxicated. I feel a little uneasy but ignore them and just carry on. If we don’t draw attention, it will be fine. The road is clear, and I cross with Rose staggering and muttering beside me. Coming past a small park, I go to cut across it when I hear that voice again, the same voice I always used to hear, the same one from the video recording, the same one from my dream last night. I swear it sounds like Dominic’s, Kyan’s father’s voice. Could it be his? But how is that even possible? After learning he died for me, my brain keeps conjuring him up; it must be my guilty conscience. But when I hear it again, I stop. Goosebumps rise on my arms and the back of my neck pri