Chapter 20: Lazarus

Avera followed him through the door into a cramped corridor, and he bolted the door behind them. The short hall presented one small doorway off to their right, its door standing open, and the plain white walls continued onward only to dead end within a few feet of the opening. "In my office, if you would, please," he graciously requested, gesturing towards the lonely door frame. The two of them entered into an office, the small and simple room housing only a few bookshelves, a desk with two...