The silent signal
Unbeknownst to us, the night held more eyes than ours. A fleeting glint, like the reflection of a watch face, caught my attention, but it was gone before I could point it out to the others. It was a silent signal, one that failed to register with Martin and Vivian, consumed as they were by the task at hand. I was left to ponder alone if it was a sign that the police, as promised, were our silent guardians this night.