Clint moved quietly as he scouted ahead. Quick eye check through a doorway, then roll back out of sight while his mind processed what his eyes had seen.
Clear, no noteworthy activity. A few groups seated at tables. Finished meals pushed aside.
Choosing the cover of a distant clatter of sound, he slipped past the doorway and continued down the passageway. A brief commotion ahead masked any sound of his footsteps and he used the distraction to travel more rapidly to the next doorway.
Just shy of the frame, he once against became still. A burst of laughter punctuated by a sharp bang of steel.
He knew that the human eye was more alert to motion at normal head level, so he squatted and did a roll-in, roll-out one-eyed check through this door at knee height.
One, two, three, four…five in a
