Stuck

Dzinski knelt down against the nearest car, when it seemed like the man he was tailing was about to look across the street. He must have dropped a second too late, because a woman started screaming and he knew the man had taken off running, likely shoving her out of his way.

Cursing, he struggled to his feet, guessed at the runner’s likely direction and hailed a passing cab, telling him to hurry.

They went up two blocks and stopped at a red. The chase was over. He’d got away. Dzinski leaned back and waited for the light to change.

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