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Just as Fingley springs, you run out the door with the TV. “I must have that device!” Fingley cries. You dash through the hall, down the steps, and out the door. Fingley’s shoes clatter on the floor as he pursues you. You put the TV in your bike basket, leap on your bicycle, and ride away. Fingley runs to his car, starts it up, and pulls out of the parking lot with a screech. Soon he is on your tail. You turn on to Telegraph Avenue and pedal faster. But Fingley is gaining on you. You stop, carry your bike over the divider, and set off in the opposite direction. Looking back, you see Fingley put on the brakes, skid in a half-circle, and come back after you. Although he is still on the other side of the divider, he is catching up. He pulls even, and you realize you’re not going to be able to escape him, at least not on your bike on the city streets. Coming up on your left is a park. You could turn in and try to elude Fingley on the bike paths. Or you could hop off your bike, run by the houses on your right, and hope to lose him in the maze of backyards. If you decide to cut into the park turn to page 12 If you decide to escape to the houses turn to page 19