Unfortunately for James, Natasha had actually been in a tree high above their shelter repairing a trap that a bird had been caught in, and had seen her son come home. Frowning, she slippd the bird into a sack, then moved swiftly through the leaves and made it to the window just after he shut it. She counted to five, then looked in to be sure he was turned around. Seeing that he was, the Russian eased the window back open and slipped inside to sit on the window sill, crossing her arms.
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