The Defector

Lenora didn't hesitate.

"Boris, hold the gate at half," she said. "Don't let it finish opening yet."

Boris's hand froze on the control. The gate stopped, leaving a gap wide enough for a person but nowhere near wide enough for a vehicle to force through quickly.

The figure outside looked at the gap, then back toward the two vehicles now pulling slowly away from their positions down the street.

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