Despite Verchiel's instructions, Katelina shrieked as they leapt out the window and repeated their arrival procedure in reverse. She kept her eyes closed as he nimbly hopped from rooftop to rooftop, laughing delightedly at her misery. The cold air stung her bare hands as she hung on for her life, begging God not to let her die.
They dropped to the ground a block from the police station and Verchiel carefully peeled her loose like a pair of too tight leather pants. "You did better this time," he said as she dropped dizzily to the sidewalk. "You still need to work on it though."
"No thanks." She fought her heaving stomach. "That's worse than a roller coaster."
He got her to her feet and they walked to the brightly lit station. By the time they reached the parking lot, she'd quit staggering like……
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