THE VACANT STALLS WERE still clustered along the perimeters of the road leading to the exit, forgotten reminders of the day’s activities. We’d been slowing down as we neared them. Clusters of people still moved idly about, either coming in late or milling around in preparation for leaving, and I had a half formed idea that we could slip in amongst them and lose ourselves until a better plan revealed itself. Not easy to get lost, though, with huge spotlights turning the entire area into daytime once again.
I had been starting to wonder why our pursuers hadn’t managed to catch up yet. We’d bobbed and weaved as best we could, trying to use what cover we had found along the way, but this was hardly the sss jungle. Then I saw why they hadn’t even bothered.
A dozen of their brethren stood guar
