บท 82: Deceive It

Thick piles of folders and books were cluttered all over the bed, I was sneaking them out from the library when no one was around. It was a relief that I was familiar with everyone's schedule and routine, it was easier to sneak things out.

"We should return this tomorrow, I've already forwarded the pictures to Clemence, we'll hear from him one of these days. Now, can we move these books out of the bed? I'm about to fall down from," 

I blinked repeatedly. Atlas's words woke me up from my musings. It was understandable how exhausted he was, if you're avoiding a pack of hyenas, bloodthirsty for information the whole day, you would feel the same.

"Sure, let's do that," I methodically tidied the bed, and brushed it off from invisible dirt. Our whole charade must be hidden from everyone so I stuff the books neatly under the bed in swift successions.