Just as the two of them poked their heads out, two stones whistled through the air from a window in the main house, flying straight toward their faces.
One of the thugs reacted a fraction too late. With a sharp smack, a stone the size of a thumb struck him squarely in the forehead.
With a miserable cry, he pitched backward off the wall and tumbled onto the ground, pressing his hands against his forehead as fresh blood seeped between his fingers.
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