There was still a light burning in his brother’s room – Will was afraid of the dark – and Jacob made sure he was fast asleep before unlocking the door to their father’s study. Its cool metal nestled in his hand as he stepped back out into the dark corridor.
The key lay right next to the pills that let her sleep. She did not wake as Jacob stole into her room, even when he carefully opened the drawer of her bedside table. Outside the stars were paled by the glaring lights of the city, and the large apartment was stale with his mother’s sorrow. Like a cloak woven from freedom and danger.
The groan of a ?oorboard as he slipped out of his room. The night breathed through the apartment like a dark animal.
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