Literature
Fire and Brimstone Chapter 4
Chapter Four
By the time I'd met Liz and Abe at the Michigan installation, it was half-past one in the afternoon by the clock. But I'd left London at almost half-past one, so by my watch, it was almost nine at night. But it was still the middle of the day. And I don't sleep well on planes, so the jetlag was killing me. Thankfully Liz and Abe hadn't forgotten that, and had a fresh stogie waiting for me. And while it was nice to see her after so long, I was sort of glad that Liz needed to prep for their next assignment. I wasn't in the mood to be around people, anyway.
Abe and I were given a boat and crew to sail out into the middle of the
