Chapter 7

“Please,” the troll spoke, holding its hands up in a show of surrender. Warden pegged him as one of the youngest in the family. “I mean you no harm. I wanted no part of this. Mr. Tate has always been nice to me. I tried to help him, but my pa won’t let me near him.”

“Get out of here,” directed Snap, a bit of anger seeping into his tone. “Let us pass, and I’ll personally see to it that Tate knows you helped.”

“Thank you,” the young troll blathered, stepping aside.

Warden passed him cautiously, ready to spring into action if he tried anything. But the troll ran for the tunnel opening, leaving them to continue on.

“I think that accounts for all of them. Come, my distraction must be wearing thin by now.”