Ronne and the Professor
With most of the street lights out, Ronne made her way down the street with caution. Her right hand clutched the Glock and helped settle her nerves. The raven perched on her shoulder gave additional comfort. *I wish the sun was still up. Having you on my shoulder is obvious and if anyone from the Shadow Daggers is keeping watch, they’ll know what I am. Why are you against hiding inside my jacket until we arrive?* She used their bond to speak to his mind.
*In this heat? You must be joking. Besides, if anything happens, I can fly away faster from your shoulder. How much further do we have to go?*
She pointed to a house, * According to the report from another field agent, the person we need to talk to lives there. It might be a trap, then again, they might agree…
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