Chapter Nineteen
An hour had passed since dusk. The time had gone so slowly it felt like six, but Clara’s watch insisted it had been but one.
Either way, it was far too long. Cas had not appeared, and he obviously wasn’t coming.
She sat with Hildy, Til and Lukas in a miserable huddle in the centre of the workshop. They’d concealed themselves initially, electing to remain hidden when Cas arrived. Once dusk had come and gone they’d given up on that, preferring the comfort of each other’s company. They sat in silence: nobody wanted to be the one to give up first. Nobody wanted to admit the possibility that some new calamity had befallen Cas.
Clara allowed another ten minutes to inch by, her stomach turning sicker by the second. Finally she lifted her head. “Right. We’ve got fifty minutes
