Juan stepped out of the shadows and the two boys stood side by side. They were identical twins and the only distinguishing feature was they each wore one decrepit shoe they had picked off Stanford Stagg’s barrow. Juan wore his on his left foot and Carlos on the right. Juan stepped back and left his shoe behind, and Carlos stepped into it. Then Carlos stepped back and Juan took over the footwear. Juan removed his left foot and moved to the side and Carlos slid in his own left foot. They stood side by side, arms over each other’s shoulders and grinned at Jojo Dickens. They were thin and undersized, even by Four Kith standards. Their emaciated appearance enlarged the size of their eyes and made them look innocent and helpless. They were killers in the making.