They move like clockwork, leaping out of the vehicle with practised ease, each man knowing his part. They are professionals, they have done this before.
I feel like I should be sounding some kind of alarm, calling out to someone for help. They feel it too. You can see it in the way they glance guiltily about, by how afraid they seem that the sun might come up and catch them.
Falstaff spots some unusual robbers outside his house.
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