ANGER - Volume 1 Chapter 3

“In the distance, she heard the wailing sirens of a security hover car. Then she felt footsteps pounding towards the building. They came faster, faster! A young man, slim with a small head of bushy hair, clutching at some kind of object. He was a crouched figure, skittering along purposefully with his shoulders hunched, led by the sensitive point of his nose. He was stalking, or being stalked. He raced down the street and slipped like a shadow under the arch with the lion keystone, into the courtyard of Elizabeth’s building…”