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Streetlights illuminated a gently curving suburban street where trees along the curb sighed as the wind passed through their dripping leaves. There were still puddles on the sidewalk, remnants of the storm that had passed through hours ago.
The little dome-shaped houses on his right sat quietly in the darkness with only a few displaying lights in their windows. Some people worked well into the night, but most had gone to bed now. It was quiet. Peaceful.
Perfect for what he intended.
In gray pants and a sweatshirt with the hood pulled up, Leo shuffled along with his head down. You never knew when someone might recognize your face, and he had been to this neighbourhood before when he left that little surprise for Hunter and Carlson at the supply depot.
Valeth's spies had told him tha
