The Virtual Timepiece (ch 22)"Mr. Gray, who are these two outsiders?" One of the figures behind the drunken thug moved forward, eyes darting back and forth between Jeremie and Aelita.Fear pulsed up Aelita's spine, and she took a step back, taking refuge in the shadows. If these men recognized her, she and Jeremie would both probably be dead."Outsiders?" The thug in front waved a hand as if wishing the question away. "No....not exactly. They're just lost.""Lost from w-what?" Jeremie asked, his voice shaking. Aelita bit her lip and took another step back. Jeremie wasn't exactly known for being good at lying. "I...we're just going to the school, and-""We?" The thug leaned over and looked in Aelita's direction. Jeremie instantly scooted over as if to cover her, and the thug's eyes narrowed as he leered. "Well, 'ello, tart. You the one we's looking for?""N-no-""Shut it, blondie," snapped one of the other uniformed men, and brandished a club in one hand. "Mr. Gray ain't talking to you." He looked at Aelita. "Come
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