The Profession

You think you are hidden well, but just to be safe you move back a little further until you know you are perfectly concealed. The man holding the torch walks past. He is whistling. You leave him alone. You want to be discreet after all. The man walks around the corner and dissapears from view. You crawl out from your space you were hidden in and you walk to the corner of the wall. You peer around the corner to make sure it is safe.