The Wall

46

Thud. That was the door to the garage again. No steps or voices could be heard.

Thembinkosi opened the wardrobe door and breathed more freely.

He tugged open the other door and gazed into Nozipho’s eyes.

“I want out of here,” she said.

“Me, too. But we can’t now.”

“But how long will we have to wait?”

“Until it’s safe.”

“Maybe we should consider a career change.”

“Maybe. If they can’t get rid of the body right now, they might leave again.”

“Too many maybes!”

“Possibly.”

“Sorry about the perfume. That was too risky.”

“It turned out okay.”

“Uh-huh, just barely,” Nozipho said. “We’re doubly stuck now. Because of the security people, and now because of the two guys in the house.”

“We just need a little patience, okay? They’ll disappear soon.”

The door to the garage opened again.

“Are you sure,” asked Deep Voice, “she had her ID on her?”

Thembinkosi rolled his eyes. Pointed at his pants pocket. That was where Celeste Rubin’s ID was. He climbed back into the wardrobe.

“Yes.” High Voice. “Where’s her suitcase?”

“I need to pee,” he heard Nozipho whisper.

Then, there were footsteps in the room.