Almost making a mistake of falling, Norah stood on the edge of the gaping hole in the wooden floor. She sighed, looking at the floor below, her short hair hanging on each side of her face. She walked around it and headed towards the doorway of the room. Her footsteps echoing throughout the interior of the building, she strode down the hallway, the staircase at the end of it. "Don't lose them please," the man's voice said from her device. "Don't worry about it." She stepped down the flight of stairs. "They're heading towards the bridge." "Out of the city?" "I suppose." She went down the final steps and walked to the front door. "Is that a problem?" "No. The only problem here is if you lose them." The woman exited the building. "How did you know about the bridge?" "I listen." She t

