Slow Demons (Hanover and Singh Book 2) by Paton Chris

Author:Paton, Chris [Paton, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Steampunk Alternative History
Publisher: Chris Paton
Published: 2015-06-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Old Pye Polytechnic, Dept. of Chronology

London, England

May, 1851

Smith slid on a smear of blood on the floor of the carriage. Removing his jacket he tore the sleeves from his shirt and pressed them against the wound in Luise’s abdomen.

“Mr. Smith?” Luise pressed the tips of her fingers against the legs of the carriage bench.

“I am sorry, Miss Hanover. There are no more bandages.” Smith took a long breath. The rain petered upon the carriage roof. “Honestly, I don’t know what to do. I cannot staunch the flow of blood.” Reaching for Luise’s fingers Smith held them in his own. “It is slow, but worryingly steady.”

“It’s all right, Mr. Smith.”

“No, Miss Hanover. It is not.”

The carriage rocked with the thump of something heavy crashing into the door. Smith let go of Luise’s hand and moved to the window. He pulled the glass pane down and peered out.

“See what I found, Smith,” Egmont gripped the collar of a man dressed in black sodden clothes. He pressed him against the door. The carriage driver stood to one side, the Polyphase rifle in his hands levelled at Egmont’s prisoner. “Says his name is Armbrüster and that he knows where your friend Singh has gone.”

“Really?” Smith leaned out of the window. “What else does he have to say?”

“Why don’t we find out along the way,” Egmont pulled Armbrüster away from the door. The carriage driver opened it and Egmont shoved the German inside. “All right, Luise?”

“She is weak, Reginald.” Smith gripped the rifle as the driver handed it to him. “Not a lot of space inside.”

“Not to worry,” Egmont smiled. “I am used to a bit of inclement weather. I will ride in the fo’c’sle, up top.” Egmont closed the door. “Keep an eye on our guest and see what you can find out.”

“Where are we headed?”

“The Isle of Dogs.” Egmont took a step back from the door. “If your man Singh is as good as you say he is, he’ll be on his way there. If he gets hold of this machine,” Egmont glanced at Luise, “I think we had better be ready to use it. As quickly as possible.”

“I agree.” Smith moved to close the window. “Don’t spare the horses.”

“Horses?” Egmont shook his head. “Horses are for green pastures. Come on,” he slapped the driver on the shoulder, “steam up.”

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