Felicity was halfway through the cherry candy Victor had slipped her when Marx looked away first. The young panther caught her eye and grinned. Beside him, Legend hooked one thumb through the back of his belt and turned him gently but firmly toward the window. Across the pile of cans, Ivan had forgotten what he'd been saying to Pope. Pope had kept the door covered through the whole thing.
"I'd take the watch after those men," she told Victor. "Although I'd put Marx beside Legend until he learned his job."
"Marx had a good excuse for looking. I'd have done the same." Victor smiled at her. "I've also got the good sense to do it while another man's eyes are on the street."
