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"Follow me." Moyra swung
left down a narrow alley. Their footsteps echoed back at them.
In the
distance, someone shouted, "This way. I saw them turn left down the
alley."
Kellach
followed Moyra several blocks down the alley, until they reached a dead
end.
A brick
wall rose two stories high.
"I
thought you knew the way." Kellach spun around, staring at the buildings
on either side.
"I
must've made a wrong turn."
"A
major wrong turn."
"We
don't have time to argue!"
"What
do we do?" The buildings on either side stood several stories high.
There were no windows. Kellach tried a door. Locked. Another, the same.
He couldn't pry them open. "Bolted from the inside."
"Then
we'll climb." Moyra started to scale the wall, but she slipped back
down. "I can't find a good hold."
"Even
if you did, there's no time." A tight ball of panic formed in Kellach's
gut.
"Then
we hide." Moyra headed for a pile of rubble and old bricks.
Kellach
shook his head. "They'll find us there."
"We'll
double back. Stay in the shadows."
"Are
you crazy? They've tracked us this far."
The
voices and footsteps grew louder. In a minute, their pursuers would
enter the alley. Kellach and Moyra stared at each other.
They
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