With two dark shapes approaching, and the smuggler vanished into the night, Liliana took a step back. She pressed herself beside a corner, laying her hand flat on the surface. The walls at her spine and side were made from solid stone blocks. There was little time to form a plan, she watched for the moment of hesitation as the pair made their plan to attack. Then she jumped, kicking off the wall behind then to the left she gathered enough momentum to flip herself. Cartwheeling she sailed over their heads. It was a risk, the impact of landing sent a jolt through her knees and she counted herself lucky not to slip over on the cobbles. There wasn’t time to think, only run. Out of the corner, she needed to put space between herself and the two men who’d approached.
Her feet pounded over the
