They were being watched. But they didn't know. They were being laughed at by people they couldn't see, by a force much greater than you or me.
Bell saw the flames from the opposite side and smile as he knew December understood the plans. Bell was alone and that gave him the advantage of discretion as he hid in small places and being shadows and moved as swift as the wind and as gentle as the breeze.
Bell was being watched by something. He couldn't see it but he could feel it. The feeling of goosebumps from someone breathing down your neck was all too familiar. He checked to make sure no one was following him but he couldn't be too sure that he was actually alone.
As Bell got closer to December the heat was stronger and so was the feeling. That eerie feeling that something was going wr
