Nathan Thomson | Zion Oberon
Nate made a mistake.
He suspected so, when he met his employer for this new job, but thought he ought to give the man the benefit of the doubt.
Now that they were at the mouth of some cave in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by unsavoury types, he was quite sure his instincts had been right. Alas, he was far too frightened to back out now. He was also too frightened to actually show that he was frightened. After all, one thing common to both his world and this one was that bad people tended to prey on those who seemed weak.