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It was quiet in Charlestown at two in the morning. This in itself wasn’t exactly surprising. After all, few people would even be up at this hour, even during the scorching hot summer that seemed to plague Boston since the beginning of May. The lack of sunlight had diminished the heat somewhat and this relative relief was sure to keep the citizens of Boston confined to their beds even more than was normally the case.
As such, it was quiet in the warehouse in the northern part of the district. It was a large somber building, used to store metal and wood. Normally, it would be filled with workers trying to move the supply and deliver it to buyers, as contractors struck deals for whatever they needed. Yet now, it was absolutely still and abandoned, aside from the two unusual people who were facing each other in the middle of the large space.
Eleanor Mallow fearlessly watched the young man before her, shoulders back and chin up. She was