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Two.

Talking low.

Unaware.

I flatten into the shadow just before the corner.

Wait.

Count.

One.

Two.

They pass.

They don’t see me.

They don’t hear me.

They don’t get another chance.

I move.

Fast.

Precise.

Silent.

And now—

My instincts spike.

Hard.

Sharp.

Unmistakable.

She’s close.

Lark

They leave me alone.

With the system.

That’s their third mistake.

I don’t try to break it.

Breaking it would alert them.

No—

I study it.