Chapter 211 Climbing the Wall
The water inside bubbled up, and a rich, sovory aroma filled the entire room in seconds.
Ella inhaled deeply and sighed. “The smell alone is reviving my soul”
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The watery slop at Redwood Military Base’s cafeteria hall was not something she’d ever seen before in her life.
And Lyle had the nerve to tell her they couldn’t get a meal on the table…
If he knew what they were actually eating every day, he’d break down right there on the spot.
The sky slowly darkened.
With no phones, no internet, people seemed to have slipped back into the oldest possible sleep rhythm.
The moment it got fully dark, the noise outside would die completely.
The residents of Redwood Military Base were already asleep.
Robin rested briefly in her room. At 1 a.m., she opened her eyes.
Ella was a light sleeper–the second Robin stirred, Ella woke, too. “Robin.”
“I’m heading out.”
Robin kept her voice low. “Tonight may get rough. Stay sharp.”
“Got it.”
Ella nodded seriously.
In case there were guards patrolling the corridor, Robin eased her window open and, in a single silent motion, slipped across the gap into Dylan’s room–his window already open and waiting.
She landed without a sound. By moonlight, she met Dylan’s eyes where he stood by the window. “Let’s
T
move.”
Dylan nodded without a word. The two of them quickly scanned their surroundings, confirmed there were no patrollers on the street below, and climbed down via a drainage pipe.
On the surface, the patrollers appeared to be doing a real service for the base. In practice, once night fell, you could walk the entire street without encountering a single one.
Every door was shut tight. A handful of scattered streetlamps and the thin crescent moon overhead provided almost all the light there was.
“Take this.”
Robin pressed a small flashlight into Dylan’s hand. The two of them retraced their memorized daytime route and headed straight for the dividing gate between Centerville and Outerville.
Chapter 214 Climbing the Wall
At the gate, a few extra lamps were turning, but the light was the same sickly yellow.
A couple of guards were slumped against the wall, heads drooping, half–asleep.
Robin and Dylan exchanged a glance.
The gate between Centerville and Outerville was a full 16 feet high. Dylan dropped into position against the wall. Robin backed up a few steps, sprinted in, and planted her foot cleanly into Dylan’s waiting cupped hands.
Dylan launched her upward.
Robin’s body flew up, and the raw spring in her legs let her catch the top of the wall clean on the first try.
She pulled herself up and crouched on the top of the wall without strain, then turned back. A solid rope was already dropping down toward Dylan.
Working together, the two of them were both on top of the wall without difficulty.
Robin kept her voice low. “I’ll go first. You follow right behind.”
She was about to turn when she felt Dylan’s hand suddenly close around her arm.
Robin was surprised. “What is it?”
Dylan’s gaze flicked downward briefly. His tone stayed perfectly steady. “I don’t have an ability. It’s too high. I can’t make it down.”
Robin thought, What?
“Wait.”
She honestly couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Didn’t you just climb down a drainpipe from a second–story window a minute ago?”
“That was a pipe. It felt structurally sound. I had something to grip. Coming down, it was fine.”
Dylan said it with a perfectly straight face. “This is different.”
Robin started to speak, then stopped. Finally, she just said it. “You don’t have a fear of heights, do you?”
Dylan said nothing.
Robin stared at him in disbelief. “You’re genuinely afraid of heights? That doesn’t track. That’s–that’s a normal person problem. How does that even happen with you?”
Dylan had a fear of heights, and in ten years of her past life she had never once picked up on it.
Then again, in her past life, the two of them had never been close enough for that kind of thing to surface. And Dylan was a man who kept his inner world locked down. He was never going to let his vulnerabilities show in front of anyone.
Chapter 213 Climbing the Wall
“Ture a phenomenal actor.”
Robin said it with real feeding. Climbing down that drainpipe carlier, you didn’t show a flicker of it
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