EZRA'S POV

I snuck out of the library through the window behind the last shelf. I held onto the window seal for a moment, waiting to confirm that someone was coming in before jumping off. The paper dumpster was right beneath me, and I fell into it. It took a while to crawl out of the odorless dump, brushing the sand off my hair and clothes.

The book was still in my belt where I'd fixed it, holding onto it like a last support. I quickly made my way for the shadows and went through the dimly ...