Chapter 11
“Been called worse than that too.”
After another swerve to get refuelled they went tearing up the road alongside the Miskatonic, heading further and further from the coast and the distant nightmares of the fishing village by the sea. A car full of Hogan’s heavies was following along behind them, but no car in Arkham had as many hogs as Hogan’s roadster so they were out of sight before the lights of civilisation faded behind them. The silence didn’t last long. “What you so glum for? Didn’t you want to catch your killer?”
Vergil’s smile shone in the moonlight. “Just thinking how I missed my chance to sleep in a fancy bed in a fancy house.”