Chapter 12

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Race and I left the theatre, with the freshly dried mural rolled up and carried between us and headed out through the back alley to drop it off in my room at Katherine's house. As we reached the end of the alley, I heard a loud crashing. We whipped around and saw nothing, but sensed that whatever it was was nearby still. We hurried out of the alley and down the streets, weaving and zigzagging to lose whatever it was.

We safely made it to Katherine's house, and used the back entrance to haul the painting inside and up the stairs. We got it inside, and when I looked out the window, I saw two boys, one of them sporting an angry red mark the size of my hand on his face. 

The Delancey brothers!

"Race, look out there and tell me I'm losing my mind," I said mostly calm, but also confused and scared.

"You are completely sane," he responded gravely.

We stood at the window, watching them walk away. 

"What do you think they wanted?"  I asked after a minute.

"Spies." was Race's only reply. 

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