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After a moment's hesitation, Carver made the leap. He rolled on contact with the other rooftop, landing quietly and as gracefully as one can when making a life or death jump. He crouched and brushed himself off, then looked around for Zira. He didn't see her. Instinctively, he began looking...

The light hit Carver's foot as he reached the roof. The man hesitated below, looking up and around. Carver dropped to a prone and looked down at him, taking extra care to keep out of the light. He quickly spun around and began low crawling his way to Zira. When he was next to her, he got to a...

The light hit Carver's foot as he reached the roof. The man hesitated below, looking up and around. Carver dropped to a prone and looked down at him, taking extra care to keep out of the light. He quickly spun around and began low crawling his way to Zira. When he was next to her, he got to a...

"Three." On the final count, he forced his arms upwards, half throwing Zira towards the roof. He quickly glanced over his shoulder. The light was closer- looking as if it was just about to turn the corner. With a deep breath in, he leapt up and grabbed the edge of the roof, slowly pulling...

After another short glance around the corner, Carver stood up and pointed upwards. "We'll see if we can scale the building. That way, no matter what happens, we have the jump on him. Here, you get up there first. I'll follow behind." He stood next to the roof and locked his fingers together...

Carver jerked his head in the direction of the man walking their direction and whispered, "Some kind of watch. I don't know if he saw us or not. But if he did.. We have to get rid of him." He stated it as a matter of fact- both of them had done their dirt and dug their graves on their little...

Carver stepped forward and pressed his back to the wall for a second, staying as far in the shadow as he could. He glanced around the corner, checking for any sign of life. No movement was a good sign. He waved his arm forward, a silent signal to move. And move he did. The young man took off...

Where should we go? The question was one he had no answer to. In order to get his answer, Carver dropped to one knee on the edge of their hiding spot and removed his knapsack. After uncinching the drawstring, he set the contents out: a map of the area (which was covered in a number of...

Carver carefully read the printed words on the newspaper spread in front of both of them just before Zira tore it down. He looked down at his own hands. With a deep breath, he looked up and analyzed the situation. "Well, it's been about a day since the last report came out. I think we'll be...