PathwaysChapter 8
Angel woke to a splitting headache. Not surprising him in the least, he was spread-eagled and chained to a stone wall. He winced as the gnomes wielding their sledgehammers on the inside of his head increased their tempo. "Ah, back with us at last," came a mock cheerful voice. Angel pried one eye open, then the other. He gave his best glare at the figure in front of him. "Doesn't anyway in the damn city ever STAY dead?" "That's pretty rich, coming from you. But just because I'm...