14
Hide & Seek
I changed tactic and ran up the wall as I jumped. I got a firm grip of the top edge. I pulled my legs up just in time to avoid the snarling, snapping dog.
But my gun fell from my waistband on to the alley floor behind me. Shots rang out as the men got closer. They were too late. I was already over the other side, paint and brick dust puffing into the air where the bullets skimmed the top of the wall.
I landed on the other side to see Danby attempting to hotwire the truck; a rusty old blue thing from fifties America. He had the wires out under the steering column, frantically trying to get a spark. The dog barked on the other side of the wall as the gang members argued about who should climb over first.
I pointed out the flaw in Danby’s escape plan. “Agent Danby?”
“What
