The rear access lane was narrower than Evelyn remembered.A delivery tricycle lay on its side near the entrance, surrounded by scattered cartons and broken glass. One wall had cracked from top to bottom, forcing her to steer around a pile of bricks. She drove slowly until another vehicle would no longer fit, then parked beside a shuttered workshop.From there, she could reach her street on foot.Evelyn locked the utility vehicle and checked the small bag over her shoulder. The air smelled of dust, fuel, and something burning several streets away. In the distance, people were shouting, but the sounds were too scattered to tell whether a fight had started.She kept moving.The back lane connected to a row of residential properties. Some gates stood open, while others had been secured with chains. A man was dragging a suitcase over the uneven pavement, followed by a woman carrying a sleeping child. They looked exhausted, but neither appeared injured.“Is the road ahead clear?” Evelyn ask
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