When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.
"I'm being watched."
"Where's the stuff?"
"It's still with me."
"Then… let me introduce you to a 'postman'."
"'Postman'?"
"Yes!"
"The best 'postman' in Sleepless City!"