Chapter 5
Plink. The stone hit the glass right in the middle. Lucas waited in the dark. Despite his agitation, a part of him still took satisfaction in the fact that his aim had been perfect. It was a tricky thing to do from the angle he was on. Cam’s mother had grown a perfectly clipped hedge right under the window, and he knew she would notice if he squashed even one branch. Especially now when the house was up for sale. In front of the hedge was a pristine garden bed filled with various sorts of prickly flower bushes. Were they roses? They looked like roses, but he’d thought rose bushes were sort of … taller. These were all flat. And prickly. The point was that he couldn’t stand on them and he couldn’t climb past the hedge easily.
He threw another pebble. Plink. The faint moonlight wa
