A traumatized Markesha races home, but is she still being chased by the Razors?

The “streets” of Outer Trinity emerge and disappear as organically and unpredictably as its structures.  The end result is a knotted labyrinth of through-ways and alleys that are only sometimes navigable by vehicles.   It’s possible to lose pursuers if you have a grasp on where the pathways are, and you don’t mind squeezing through some tight spots here and there.