Nathan lunged back toward the edge without the slightest idea of what he would do when he got there. The image of him diving across the gap, catching Rainie as she fell, and propelling both of them safely through a lower window with only slight scratches and bruises to worry about flashed through his head. Was that the only idea he could come up with?<br/><br/>He hit the boarder and stopped dead, leaning slightly over the side as if ready to jump. Luckily, Rainie was quick and strong; she caught herself and Nathan could only stare in panic, horror and guilt as she pulled herself back up to safety. He couldn't work out why it had broken<span style="font-style: italic">now</span>. He'd crossed the gap three times making sure it was safe; then AJ crossed it and Nathan crossed one more time with a bag that probably weighed half his weight after that. And now what was probably the lightest load ever to cross had snapped it clean off?<span style="font-style: italic">Oh God. I nearly just killed the first nice person I've laid eyes on in six months!</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Nearly!? Now she's trapped on a burning building full of the undead!</span>The panic and guilt welled up again. He'd purposely drawn in more zombies after the first had gotten in; then he's set the building on fire himself. If AJ didn't murder him, and he probably had right to, killing a kind-hearted beauty would rack at Nathan's conscience  for the rest of his life. As short as that may be.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">No! There has to be something I can do!</span>Nathan looked around in obvious panic. He could see countless infected milling around below the bookstore, but not many of them were actually in the narrow gap between the two buildings. The cord, with post still attached, hung close enough to the ground to drop from safely, but only from this building. Nathan couldn't think of anything in either building to make up for the extra two floors Rainie would have to climb.<span style="font-style: italic">Stupid fucking city! That building should have a fire escape!</span>And despite how close the stores were crammed together, the drop from that roof to this one would surely break her leg. That wasn't much better than dying. There was only one option Nathan, the beautiful cop killer could think of to get her out of there alive and well enough to make a run for it.<br/><br/>â€œHold on!â€ he yelled up to the other roof as he started yanking the cord back up the side of the building. â€œI'm going to throw it back to you!â€ And she would have to make her way down two floors through a zombie infested burning building before she could actually use it. â€œAJ., cut it from this building so we can roll it up and throw it across!â€<span style="font-style: italic">Christ! She better live through this.</span>