EXT. ALLEYWAY--DAY
Lirielle scurries into the dark and settles behind some crates. She stills herself, listening for pursuit. She hears the noise of the crowd.
She takes a few breaths to calm down. She takes the packet of papers from beneath her coat and studies it. They’re tucked into a weathered leather folio, tied with a lace to keep it from spilling.
LIRIELLE
Let’s see why old Finnegan is so keen to get his mitts on you.
Lirielle unlaces the folio and opens it. The crowd noise echoes and fades. The alley becomes unnaturally quiet.
Something in the packet glows. Lirielle blinks.
The world turns from afternoon to evening. Somehow she’s lost hours during that blink.
LIRIELLE
Blimey.