Cornell was in such a rush that he tumbled down from the roof, landing onto someone else's rooftop and rolling onto a sun-drenched terrace.
The terrace was littered with clothes hanging on wooden pegs, and he landed in a pile of these, taking a while to regain his footing.
Rosemary was swift on his heels. Gordon was just about to warn her to be careful when he saw her leap from one rooftop to the next, sliding down to the terrace, hot on Cornell's trail.
Gordon couldn't believe it. The distance between the rooftops was substantial, yet Rosemary made the leap effortlessly. More unbelievably, she was incredibly fast.
Seeing that someone was actually pursuing him, Cornell was enraged and descended into the labyrinthine alleyway, desperately trying to evade capture.
Rosemary kept pace, and it seemed like she was about to catch up.
Just then, a toddler, barely a year old, was toddling on the cobblestone path. Cornell picked up the child and threw him behind him.
