Senjen was having an easier time thinking straight without all the heat warnings to distract him. Light brought them to a stop, so Senjen quickly pulled open the hatch. He stood just off to the side of the opening inside, so as to keep himself out of the way of anyone climbing inside. “Come on, we’ve got to hurry!” He shouted to the others just outside the truck. He offered a hand to help pull anyone inside as quickly as possible. In times like this, there was really no luxury of being gentle. 

Thinking about it, the chance that these attackers were [i]not[/i] waiting outside for them felt slim to none. Maybe it really would be too risky for them to give chase; side roads or no, a high speed chase with gunships would have to be a risk for an organization on Korit. It was just a matter of whether or not they viewed the reward of catching them to be worth said risk. 

Aside from whatever might be ahead of them, Senjen heard the voices from the other side of the door. He did not want to leave anyone to die if he could help it, but there was good reason to be wary. “You recognize those voices? Are they your people, or could it be some sort of trick?” He asked, though there was not time to linger and debate. With everything they did, they needed to be quick and decisive. “What’s the name of your commander?” Senjen shouted through the door. If they responded back with a name the boss or his guards recognized, they could let them in.