Jason York's eyes were covered, leaving him with only the sensation of stumbling over uneven stone tiles beneath his feet. Was he currently walking through some stone-built structure? Who on earth was the foreman in charge of this corridor, daring to pave floor tiles like this? Wasn't he afraid of getting wasted by real estate developers? Oh, right—in this godforsaken place, there probably weren't any real estate developers at all. This place was probably just some unfinished building left over from World War II.
It sounded as though someone had drawn in a sharp breath, followed by someone else knocking something over, and then a chorus of weapons being cocked... Wait a minute, wasn't this supposed to be their base? Had they left some dangerous items lying around, or had the base been breached? Could they seriously not find a safer place?
Lost in a flurry of wild thoughts as he groped his way forward, he suddenly felt his foot step on something that crunched like dry branches.
Chapter 44