Chapter 35 WE’RE ALMOST THERE

— Eveline — “When are they—?” I started asking but Mishka raised his hand sharply, shutting me up, and swung around, putting himself at my back facing the other way. I turned and heard footsteps coming our way. Before I could see who it was, Mishka unsheathed a gun as long as my forearm and a little boxy—it looked like it could shoot a lot of bullets, really fast—and aimed it in front of him. I couldn’t see yet who it was. “Why are you here?” he asked the darkness. There...