Chapter 88: Under Paid

• 56 and Orville were six blocks away from Zhou's Internet Café when Orville's scanners picked up signals from the drones looking for them. Ever since they had left the café, they had been taking the back alleys and side streets to avoid easy detection. It was still only a matter of time until they were spotted. Especially with such modern tracking technology like drones. If the satellites hadn't been destroyed years ago, they would probably been found even sooner.
• "Boss 56, enemies are closing in. Better get a move on!" Orville cheerily announced as he bobbed up and down alongside his human compatriot.
• "We need to find a way out of this city." 56 said aloud jogging at an abnormally fast pace. "We can't go back to our Hover Ship. They will be watching the flight docks and probably the city gate exits too. Need to think of something unconventional to throw them off our trail."