Day: April 1, 2019
Prologue: A Counterfeit Chair
It was an event in the “Holy Fig Tree Room”.
“John, are you unhurt?”
Riz Milton asked this in a stiff voice.
She clasped her hands tightly in front of her abdomen so as not to lose to the terror gnawing at her heart.
“I am unharmed.”
John Smith answered without hesitation.