As she ducks back out into the night, Tzahala finds that her "smokescreen" is starting to fade away. The K.E. guys are slowly pulling back, with about half the Jacks in hot pursuit; but the other half of the gangers seem to be coming to the conclusion that they're better off getting back to their payload than chasing after some errant PSC goons in a profitless battle.<br/><br/>Thankfully, none of them seem to see the runner as she ducks between a couple of thrown-together shacks in the center of the scrapyard; but they're consistently getting closer, and Tzahala's waypoint is right in front of her. Getting to it won't be a problem; after all, the shack isn't any sturdier than the one she'd already charged through, and the front door doesn't even seem to be locked.<br/><br/>The trick will be getting the VIP back out.