(Ch. 3) Mr. Right Now

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Cry Uncle

I spun in a circle looking for an exit when I noticed other Big Men advancing through the crowd behind me.
Trapped!
My brain screamed at me, which is really less than ideal when you’re desperately trying to come up with a plan of escape on the spur of the moment.
Seconds ticked by. The crowd, oblivious [...]

Exits

I had two choices.

I could make a blind run for the Bazaar and its promise of escape.
I could make a blind run for Oracle’s place and hope she would help.

Bazaar, no question.
My legs pumped at zig-zagged through unknown streets, dodging people and a jumble of rough-plank kiosks as I went.
I was disoriented, confused, discombobulated, [...]