I managed to squeeze between the edge of the second fence and the neighboring building. My phone showed the time as 12:33 at night.
Hey, nice, no more climbing. That ought to count for a few seconds, unless it took her a while to find and squeeze through the gap.
I had seven minutes. Something as stupid as fences had cost me so much time.
To be fair, fences are designed for this exact purpose: keeping people from passing through.
But yeah. Might’ve been faster going around after all.
That doubt and fear that had rested with me the second I’d realized how far I’d need to travel in this short span of time was crystallizing into a dawning realization that I wasn’t going to make it.
Well, shit.
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