Portia
Callahan closes the door and sits on the couch. He returned to the island an hour ago with his brother who looked a little worse for wear.
I take a seat beside him.
"What's going on?" I ask.
He scrubs his face then takes Cerberus's eager one into his hands. He looks at the dog who makes a whining noise as if he feels his master's agitation.
I hear one of Callahan's signature grunts as he turns his attention to me and pets Cerberus absently.
"You remember how to move the rock to get into the tunnel?"
I nod. He just showed me last night.
"If anything happens to me, you go. Take your brother and go."
"What?"
"Keep Cerberus by your side as long as you can. He'll protect you."
He gets up, goes to his desk and opens a drawer to take out a pouch. He holds it out to me.
I take i
