Aubrey could hear the group of police in the rooms below them. A few shouts of concern could be heard from the building's residents. The sound of a dog barking angrily raised goose bumps on his skin. He didn't trust dogs. He was definitely a cat person. “Yeah yeah, okay thanks.” He muttered, his anxiety clear by the way his eyes kept checking the door to the room, sure it would be broken down any second. “Can we do this later? I really don't want to go to jail again.”
Kara Saun disappeared into the vent. Before Aubrey could move to crawl in after her, he felt something hit the back of his head. He squeaked in alarm, ducking and reaching for his dagger. Then his eyes rested a freighting sight indeed. Winter moved across the room with purpose, picking up the cover for the vent and putting in back, jamming it into place with an old dagger. Well, so much for Kara Saun. Winter turned to look at them, and he thought she might be able to kill him with that glare.
”Roof. Now.” She commanded.
“Oh, um, nice to see you, Winter.” He said with a nervous smile. “What brings you to this side of town?” Her eyes told him she wasn't in the mood for his smart-ass jokes, so he quickly looked away. “Ah, right, the roof sounds like an awesome place. Okay, c'mon, Jax.”
Without wasting any more time, he swung himself out the window. He moved quickly to reduce the chances of being spotted. Finding footing on a pipe that ran up to the roof alongside the window, he pulled himself up and covered the few feet to the rooftop. The gash on his neck burned like fire as he heaved himself up over the edge, immediately crouching down and moving away from the edge to stay out of sight.