He squatted down
Isabella followed my gaze, her brow furrowing in confusion. Before her suspicions could even take root, we spotted him.
Leo emerged from his yard, looking every bit as sneaky as I’d imagined. Hunched over in just a hoodie, he crept closer, oblivious to our presence.
I could see Isabella’s eyes narrow, realization dawning on her face. It was surreal to stand there, silent witnesses to the madness playing out in front of us.