Julie Hiltner

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“Ten more seconds,” I speak the words out loud as I soak in just a few more moments of the city sounds. “Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two.” I pause. “Two and a half⁠—” A deep chuckle rumbles from the shadows, and I suck in a startled breath. “Hello?” I ask cautiously as I sidestep closer to the door leading back inside. I swear to God if I get murdered up here, I’ll be so pissed. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” I finally see him, or part of him. He stands on the balcony of the room next door, cast in shadows.
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