I nod dumbly over my shoulder at her, her front covered in the dusty remains of the thing that she'd taken down. I'm not sure what inside can do to help, but she's got an idea of what's going on and I don't have a clue, so as much as it grates, Tris is the boss. It isn't that I can't take orders, or that I don't see sense in pragmatism like this. It's not even that I don't like following someone else's lead.

I just like to be in charge more. That's not going to happen.

What I can do is find a way inside. So I set myself to that task as my feet pound down the alley. There's a service elevator nearby that's open just enough for me to get my fingers into the gap and shove the metal door up. It's big enough for the two of us to climb into it, and then out the other side.

"This way!"