[ Cain had left them when he'd finished speaking. Passed into the narrow alley leading to the gardens behind the homes facing the street, carved out around the base of the old tower. He was clambering up the rope ladder on the side of the tower in seconds, and with the speed and inelegant efficiency of a rat climbing up the side of a sinking ship, to save itself.
He didn't look back, or down, or offer any reaction to what words filtered up to him, bounced along the stone. ]
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He didn't look back, or down, or offer any reaction to what words filtered up to him, bounced along the stone. ]