He must have pulled the laceration open. He couldn’t risk going downstairs and having her look out the window; then she’d see him leave her building and go into the one across the street. All he needed after that was to have them form their own little vigilante group to find out who was asking about Guillermo. No, he’d stay in this building until dark. Then he’d go to the rooftop where he could hopefully remain out of sight for a while. He made his way to the roof of the package’s building, avoiding the concrete, drywall, and bricks that littered the stairwell. The elevators clearly no longer worked. They were sealed off to keep anyone from plunging to their deaths. He hadn’t said anything to the attractive brunette, but he’d seen a handprint the size of a child’s on the black glass makeshift coffee table in the middle of the room, behind her. Not conclusive, he told himself, justifying not pressing her for more information.
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