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“Ow! That was my foot,” Trevor said in a harsh whisper as Nick dropped onto the ground beside him with a muffled thump. The bushes around them gave a faint rustle.
“You didn’t exactly give me a lot of room… Why are you standing so close to the window?” Nick demanded in an answering whisper.
Kira waved a hand in the shadows behind her to shush them. She leaned forward as far as she dared at the edge of the bushes that lined the side of the house that served as her apartment and peered out at the darkened street.
Shadowy outlines of cars remained motionless, illuminated only by the intermittent glow of the streetlights overhead. Most of the windows of the other buildings on the street were dark. The night was quiet. The only sounds were the ruffle of the evening breeze against the bus
