Isaac crouched behind the corner of the cool gray wall, taking slow measured breaths as his heart pounded in his throat. He tried to calm his nerves, but he knew he was in more danger than ever before. He needed to perform now. If he was caught, there was no telling what they might do. And it wasn't just for himself that he feared.
Isaac looked back at his companion, who crouched next to him beside the wall. He looked up at Isaac, flashing striking blue eyes not unlike Isaac's own. He had Isaac's light brown hair as well, but a more robust muscular frame.
"Just a minute, Isaac," he whispered. "I think it will look suspicious if we're both carrying heavy packs." His partner was unloading a large canvas sack of stolen food into the various pockets of his cargo pants and worn woolen coat. He crumpled the empty knapsack and tossed it behind him. "Okay, I'm ready. You remember the plan?"