Nuri nodded.
“Shh. Let him speak.”
“I woke in the
night. It was pitch black and I knew without a doubt that everyone in the house
had gone to bed.” As Eddy continued, even the kitchen sounds seemed to have
quietened. “I was very young and I usually slept soundly through until morning,
so I had no idea what had woken me. But as I looked around my room, my eyes
adjusting to the dark, I heard a creak.”
Adem sucked in a
breath.
“The door was
sliding open, inch by inch. I lay totally still, wondering who it could be.
What they wanted of me. I was scared, I can tell you. Very scared.”
“He tells a good
story,” Sadi breathed.
Nuri smiled to
himself. The zealous light in his brother’s eyes showed Sadi had invested much
more in this mere story.
“Around the
corner of the door, the edge of a sack appeared. A gloved hand clutched the
bottom of it. It looked very heavy. Another couple of seconds and I’d see the