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"Come on, Robin!" Amon barked, wrapping his fingers tightly around her elbow and tugging her along.

The young woman held pushed herself harder, lungs gasping for breath as her feet flew across the tiles. They wove in and out of crowds of people, barely noticing the curious stares they were attracting.

They skidded to a halt in front of the desk just as a crisp voice announced over the loudspeaker, "Last boarding call for flight 2476 to Chicago."

"We made it," Robin gasped, as the receptionist took their tickets and Amon ushered her through the hallway and onto the plane.