He watched the Mustang peal out of the parking lot, its headlights dim against the neon candy of the Las Vegas backdrop as it raced for locations unknown within the city. The girl, Darby, loitered near the empty spot, her eyes following the Mustang’s path as well, before turning on her heel and sprinting back into the club.
From the shadows of the rooftop across the street, Mathias smiled as he hit the button on his watch. Six minutes. From the time he got out of the car and walked into Birdsong, to the second he left the girl behind. Edmund would forever be predictable.
Leaping over the edge of the building, he dropped the single story to land with noiseless grace in the alley alongside it. His car was parked at the convenience store down the street; he hadn’t wanted to risk Edmund reco
