"Wherever they are, safe to say they won't jus' be sittin' out waiting for us," Wyatt offered, looking back the way Courfeyrac had come, then down the way Venus pointed. It seemed as good a direction as any. So long as they kept their wits about them.

Turning, he started that way. Happy to let Venus watch his back with her blade.

"The Capitol might not want things goin' on too long, but ya can be damn sure they don't want to end too soon neither."

Why else throw in the promise of more time if they murdered each other? The threats of permanent death?

"Could be anythin' in here." Wasn't there an old story, about a maze and a monster? Half-bull, half-man? Something to do with string, wasn't there? "Everybody keep an eye an' ear out, an' don't be afraid to give a holler if somethin' looks off."