They’re comin’.
I recognize this alley. I wondered why we didn’t run. Now I know. Ain’t nowhere to run.
Up ahead, they’re doing construction on this bridge. It’s raised up, there’s no getting across. We could backtrack, instead, I thought. Ain’t no way. Something’s going on back there, some kind of traffic accident. Think someone got confused, with all the detours. Wound up making a wrong turn. Crashed headlong into another car. Cops are back there.
Curtis said we could maybe sneak by. Get past the police, find an alternate route. Follow the detour signs.
I got doubts that you can sneak by anyone with a horse. By the time we’re able to get by without drawin’ suspicion, those men will be here.
Shit just hold on.
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