"He's a talkative one," Matt says from somewhere near his left. Emerging from the shadows, one baton lighter. "Kept telling me he'd make it worth my while."

Matt knew better than to take him up on it. He'd followed the anxious sound of David's heartbeat to his tree. Holding out a hand to help him stand up. "We can't stay here." If they could make it back across town to Matt's apartment building, they'd be in the clear.