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Michael stood very still in the alley. He had heard something. Something other than the city around him. It seemed colder tonight, but he wasn't sure if that was true or just the fear inside of him. His stomach twisted and he wondered if Silas had ever felt fear. Even if he had, Michael was sure he would have denied it. Michael wished he did not feel fear.
He didn’t like being bait. It was necessary he knew, and mostly his idea, but he didn't have to be happy about it. At least before George had snuck up on him, it had been a surprise. There had been no chance for the tension in him to build. Now though, he knew they were after him and could pop up at any moment. It was nerve racking. He felt like a tight coil ready to spring.
When he didn’t hear anything, he started for
