Saving Us Some Time

Third POV

It was late in the evening, when the sun had gone down, stepping out of its place to let the moon sit. The winds blew calmly against the trees, the whistling sound being heard as one could move. The croaking sounds of the frogs and the chirping sounds of the crickets killed the silence in the night.

Foot stomps were heard as men jumped down from the blocked fence which was too high for a normal being to climb. These men jumped down and gained their balance at the very moment their feet touched the dark soil.

Behind them at the very far end stood a Mercedes Benz 240AD, coloured back and windows all minded upwards. At the driver's seat sat Oliver who rested his head against the headrest of the chair as he looked out through the windows.

Just as he kept staring, he watched as the men who had jumped down from the fence ran with their head downwards and with the knowledge of how sensitive their feet moved against the moist ground.

Soon they pulled the handle of the door of the ca