03 stared at William for a few seconds, his mind buzzing with disbelief. "Through the window? Are you serious?"
William shrugged. "Why not? It's not like leaving through the front door will make us less likely to be seen."
They could use one of the many back doors—most of the guards were absent—but William was still wary of the other workers under Jonas's command. What if a cleaner, gardener, or even a cook spotted them and alerted Jonas? After all, none of them had any reason to side with the slaves. It wasn't worth the risk.
"Trust me, alright?" William said, a hint of determination in his voice. "Besides, I've got something that might give us an edge."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Stuart emerged from the spatial bag, silent as a shadow. When 03 saw the rat, he stumbled back, confusion written all over his face.
"What's that? A rat?" he exclaimed, his voice rising slightly.