Hope looked across the ruins and frowned. They were deserted, not a soul in sight.
“He’s gone.” Joseph told her.
“I knew he would be.” It was dark and the ruins were lit up by the moonlight, the stars twinkling above them.
“Any sign of what he was doing here?” She asked hopefully.
“No,” he replied “He was probably meeting someone.”
She nodded and ran her fingers through her hair.
“What shall we d...