It's in the parking garage." You think it's safe?" Of course." They were already walking. Fast. "Nobody goes there in the middle of the day."They reac...ed the parking garage in three minutes and rode up the elevator to the floor where Karen was parked. She had been right. The garage was deserted, though it smelled of gas fumes and motor oil. They got into the back seat of her car."What if somebody sees us?" Laura said. "They'll think something's fishy if we're in the back." We'll get down, so. “An’ worse news!”“Blast it all to the depths!” The voice roared.Footsteps stomped and another Dwarf slid down the ladder like a submariner veteran. He turned and gave John and Co. an unhappy glare.“Well?” He near-shouted, when nobody said anything.“I greet you in peace.” John offered. “My name is John, and these are my companions: Veronyka, Sygraid, Rhys and Hal. We’ve just come from Gluboskal, and the Dwarven Legion is both inside the city, and even inside the mountain itself.”The new Dwarf. She led an exemplary life, with no problems, until she came of age. Then she found she had a taste for bad boys. To try and curb her appetite for self destructive behavior, she joined the service. Her career was in good order and she was happy after five years but she longed to go deep. The only problem was you had to be married and no one was asking. There was also the problem of Phillip; she thought he was just dreamy. He was everything she wanted in a bad boy, but his career meant he would. As evening drew on we built and lit our fire pit, always guaranteed to attract, the more social campers. We watched from the comfort of our fire, as a small car circled the field looking for a pitch. Parking a few meters away the driver, got out and checked the lie of the land before coming over and introducing himself, Tom had fair messy hair tall slim build with a pleasant personality. We spent a few hours getting to know each other, drinking beer and sharing food. I wanted a long sleep.