CHAPTER TWENTY
The secret exit was smokeless and well-lit, meaning that I could actually see where I was going, while Rubberman was coughing less, his eyes drier than they were out in the office itself. The secret exit was fairly narrow, with barely enough room for us to run side by side; this made me worry about how we would fight Takeshi if we caught up with him and Sasha, but I supposed I would worry about that when we got there. For now, we needed to catch them.
At the end of the hall was a set of elevator doors that were currently closed. Skidding to a halt, we looked up at the elevator’s display and saw that the number was rapidly decreasing.
“Damn it,” I said, punching my fist into my other hand. “Sasha and Takeshi must be in the elevator already. How much do you want to bet that
