The Shadowmen

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McGarvey, his Walther PPK in hand, groped his way silently in the absolute darkness of the tunnel beneath the Castelo de Oro northeast of Lisbon. He hesitated at the doorway, his left hand brushing the wet stone wall as he listened for a sound, any sound ahead. He could hear water dripping somewhere, and in the background, he heard an extremely faint hissing noise.

“Maria?” he called softly.

Kurshin laughed, but it was almost impossible to tell how far away he was or even his direction. Sounds were distorted in the narrow tunnel.

Mac had to fight down the urge to get out immediately. He was caught deep underground in a crypt. The realm of the dead, not the living.

“Is she with you?” he called.

“She’s here, McGarvey,” Kurshin said. His voice sounded odd, somehow disjointed.

“Let her go, Arkasha. This is between you and me now.”

“She’ll die here with you,” Kurshin said, and he laughed again. It sounded as if he were unhinged.

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