We are content for now to rest where we are. The seaport bustles with ships coming and going at all hours. Our vessel is still dockside taking on cargo. We will join her four days from now, and should be offshore on the city’s last day.
Stan intends to keep us here.
He has changed the guard, and even added more to their number.
Elijah thinks Stan has noted our reluctance to harm anyone, and therefore more and more is assigning younger guards to us.
I think they are still puzzled about how Elam and I escaped their custody. And I wonder if that woman forfeited her life in consequence.
They have no idea of the power of the Spirit.