Junie watched helplessly as three coins slipped silently from her pocket and fell to the cobblestones below. The tinkling of loose change would bring urchins running at any other time of day, but at this hour and in this neighborhood she knew the odds were against it. Following a quick double-check of the tools hanging from her belt, she tightened the rope around her fist and hoisted herself up the final few feet onto the roof of the Brunel.
She had waited patiently most of the night, watching from Ruthorford House in Academy until she saw Victor walking home from the hotel, and then until the light in his window dimmed. It had seemed that he would never sleep, but finally her chance had arrived.
Now that she was on the roof, she kneeled to pull off her knapsack and gloves, then rummaged around in the bag until she found The Item. Smiling, she evaluated her next move.
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It wasn’t without near-misses or unplanned hitches, but finally she was able to execute her plan. With the stealth and grace of a Melnik (she fancied), she made her way back the location of her ascent and shimmied down the rope. After arriving back at her house a block away, she settled into bed with a grin, knowing that in the morning she’d be able to hear him cursing all the way across Academy Downs.