"Jaxs, look," Wayne says, making me lift my head,
Sure enough,h about ten rogues walk from the backside of the house to the front porch. Only three walk up to the door, banging on it,
The door opens, and there stands my Aunt. She looked different, not her usual put-together self. She wore worn clothing, and her hair was tied up in a messy bun with no makeup. She was always one to look proper,
"Looks like they were heading here. How do you want us to proceed?"
"Let them settle for a bit. I dont want to rush this. I want them to have their guards down,"
He moves away as he informs everyone to wait,
I watch as the rogues outside settle down, laying flat or sitting down somewhere.
Yep, that's it, relax. I thought to myself,
"What great lookouts," Joey chimes as he looks at the d
