Prologue
As dawn crept into the fog-laden harbor, Colin Deveroux raced through the mist, clutching a puzzle box he no longer wanted. He ran past empty parking lots and darkened windows of stores and restaurants to a ramshackle shop that stood apart from the others. Colin’s thin frame ached and the stitch in his side screamed until he stopped a few feet short of the shop’s door to catch his breath. Twenty-four hours ago, life had been simpler—if not any happier. Twenty-four hours ago, he still had his name, and monsters only existed in dreams.
I feel for Colin! The drama! I anger he felt! I swear this book will make me weep!!!
I'm now on chapter three! Can someone tell me why he didn't studder while with Mr.Potter. He gives of Jesus vibes and those creepy scavenger guys give off demon vibes!