Wilhelm bit back a curse as he fell back further into the comorting shadows of the sewer. A camera, a grate, bright lights, and the confines of the sewers tunnel meant they had roughly a snowball's chance in hell of getting through there unobserved. He could only hope that a combination of having to look through the grate, whatever shadows they'd yet been in, and the way their forms blurred on camera was enough to prevent them from being spotted when the tape was replayed. Digging out his phone, he sent another quick text to Ishani. Camera behind grate, falling back