![]() He blinked rapidly, then turned back to the sink. He was an Abukei teenager-copper-skinned with thick, wiry hair and slightly pudgy cheeks that gave him a faintly cherubic appearance. ![]() “He’s alone now.” Bero kept his voice low. He carried a tray of dirty drink glasses over to the kitchen sink and set it down, then wiped his hands on a dish towel and leaned toward his coconspirator, who was rinsing dishes with the spray hose before stacking them in the drying racks. His sallow face and chapped lips were stiff from holding in his thoughts. Bero wore a waiter’s dark pants and a white shirt that clung uncomfortably to his back. Summer had barely begun and already the city of Janloon was like a spent lover-sticky and fragrant.īero and Sampa were sixteen years old, and after three weeks of planning, they had decided that tonight would change their lives. The windows were open in the dining room, and the onset of evening brought a breeze off the waterfront to cool the diners, but in the kitchen, there were only the two ceiling fans that had been spinning all day to little effect. The two would-be jade thieves sweated in the kitchen of the Twice Lucky restaurant. ![]()
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