They soon found
two empty seats toward the middle section and sat. Still rattled from the experience, Sarah watched the skyline disappear in the distance.
“It’s sad we’re leaving London,” she said, disheartened.
“We’ll be back someday,” he insisted, trying to encourage her.
“What do you think will happen to the professor?”
“Hopefully Gowerstone will release him.”
After settling into their seats, they actually felt safe for the first time in days. There was a calm serenity as the train rumbled southeast toward Canterbury.