Chapter Twenty-Three
Sophia ran for the town hall’s south end, Olesya a couple of paces behind her. They made it down to the second floor before the GROM squad cut them off at the flight of stairs.
‘The windows!’ Olesya said between breaths.
Sophia took hold of a sash and slid it upwards. Outside the window, a narrow alley divided the new town hall from its predecessor; at the end of it was the Land Rover Defender that Aviary had marked for them. They were close.
Sophia looked down; directly below, large marquees sheltered patrons from the weather.
‘They won’t break our fall,’ Olesya said
‘No, but they’ll slow us down some,’ Sophia said.
Sophia expected Olesya’s protest; instead she leapt. Behind her, the GROM squad was closing in.
Sophia jumped.
Down two levels and straight throu
