Becky's POV
As Leo and I hid beneath the boxes, the weight persisted in the air. Questions, skepticism, and a fear that bit my insides whirled in my head. The footsteps outside had gone, leaving a strange hush that did not help me to relax. We were not safe, and I knew The Broker would not give up. Not now.
Leo bent next to me, his mind precisely at work. I had always appreciated his capacity to remain cool under duress, to reason coherently even while peril was hovering over our necks. But I can see the holes in his will right now. That scared me even more; he was as whirled as I was.
Trying to slow my beating heart, I dabbed the sweat from my brow. "What now?," I murmured, my voice hardly heard.
"We'll wait. Allow children to believe we have vanished. Once the coast is free, we will
