Chapter Three:
Voices suddenly came, interrupting my thoughts. "Aye, get yo' hands off my 'papes!" A male voice said. I turned my head toward the conflict. "Aye, I paid for those!" The same voice said. "Ah, darn it!" He took his hat and threw it at the ground. The man who was being chased turned the corner, still holding the man's papers. "A weeks worth a 'papes all gone!" The man said. "Hey, you okay down there?" I asked, curious of the night interruption."Whose there?" He said. "Up here!" I said with a quick wave. The man saw me and gave a quick smirk. "Darn civilians, don't trust us newsboys." Newsboys.. danger.. suspicion.. "I'm sorry about that." I answered. But he was already gone.
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