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The courtyard lay deserted under the pale morning sun, the only sound a lone bird calling from far away. You moved silently along the wall, your pulse loud in your ears, your focus locked on the chain-link fence ahead. Your fingers curled around the cold metal, ready to vault over—when a smooth, unmistakable voice sliced through the quiet. "Well, well, well. Contemplating another escape, love?" Leo was already there, the light catching the perfect dark sweep of his hair, a knowing smile touching his lips. "Aren't you going to greet me?"