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SAM LED PENG OUTSIDE WHERE it was now dark and a light rain had begun to fall.
Thick clouds were moving in to block what light the half moon had to offer. The clouds were veined with pollution from coal plants and car exhaust, adding an acrid taint to the rain that was coating the city. Mixing with the oils and grime already on the streets and adding its own twisted concoction, the initial rain made roadways and sidewalks slippery as they waited for the full downpour to rinse some of it away.
Sam could see the silhouettes of a few police vans which must have brought the reinforcements. A little conspicuous, but there weren’t many options. Choosing expediency over stealth, Sam went to the first van to check for keys, which were still in the ignition. Theft of a police vehicle carried
