Chapter 60: 427,499 People
“This won’t do.”
Before I could fully descend into the sewer, Wilson held me back with an urgent voice.
“What’s the problem?”
“Moving through the sewers is dangerous.”
“As you well know, our target is most likely beneath these sewers. And the streets above are burning. You still think we shouldn’t?”
He nodded, his expression grave.
“You might have more combat experience than I do, sir, but I pride myself on knowing London’s sewers better. I’ve tracked beasts of Whitechapel through these tunnels several times in the line of duty.”
As he spoke, his face contorted into a grimace, clearly recalling unpleasant memories of the sewers.
“It was utterly horrific. Those narrow, dark passages weren’t made for grown men. Children with their smaller frames would have a distinct advantage over us down there.”