The girl let out a tired sigh as she stepped onto the balcony, her sharp eyes sweeping across the area. "It's just a bird," she muttered, shaking her head.
Her gaze slowly shifted left and right, scanning for anything out of place. The broken shards of the vase lay scattered near her feet, but beyond that, everything appeared undisturbed.
Unbeknownst to her, Jett was directly above her, suspended in midair, held up by near-invisible threads as Asher pulled him to safety. The air was thick with tension as both boys clung to their stealth skills, wiping away any trace of their presence.
Asher scowled as he handled the threads, his fingers working with a precision honed from years of training. 'This is ridiculous. I wouldn't need to go through all this nonsense if I were alone. Starting to have second thoughts about this.' His irritation deepened with every second.
