‘Do we have to hide on the roof?’
‘Window’s open. I could jump in, be done in no time.’
‘Target might have company.’
She tunes out the traffic noise, focuses on the first floor flat.
Isolating the target’s scent’s trickier, takes a few seconds.
‘We’ve set up. We’ll watch and wait.’
‘Why? It’s too hot.’
‘Because I say so.’
She swallows her anger. He wants her to get thirsty. He wants to coax out the savage she’s trying to subdue.
She could kill him instead. Tantalising thought.
If only she didn’t depend on him.