The Black Sentry
“There was no way they could possibly explain this. Mykah had said their former friendship would not stand in the way of his duty to the Sentry. No matter how much Brita protested, he would turn them all in. Or at least he and Xander.
He heard a shrill, high-pitched noise directly behind him. He was so startled he jumped into the air.
Xander was whistling, the prearranged signal to tell Brita they were still in here. Xander had the talent of whistling in such a way that it sounded entirely natural, like one of the birdcalls often heard in the village.
Listening at the door, he heard Brita’s voice. She was trying to prevent Mykah from going inside the cottage.
He and Xander huddled by the window. It had a single glass pane that could be raised.
Slowly, carefully, Xander opened the window. It squeaked at one point and he stopped. Brita’s voice rose in volume. She had heard the squeak and was doing her best to drown it out.
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