Henry pressed himself against the wall, barely daring to breathe as the intruders moved down the hallway, their voices low but audible. “Spread out! He can’t have gone far,” one of them hissed, and the footsteps separated, heading in different directions.
Henry exhaled slowly, the tension in his body palpable. He needed to stay one step ahead of them while keeping himself hidden until the police arrived. Carefully, he edged his way along the wall, slipping out of the closet and into another room. He moved from shadow to shadow, always listening for the faintest sound of their approach.