"Hey!" Molly's voice called out immediately. "Where the hell do you think you're—"
Before she could finish the sentence, before anyone could physically move to stop me, I reached the barricade. My hand shot up to grip the top edge of the metal barrier, fingers finding purchase on the welded seam. I launched myself upward in a single fluid motion, using arm strength and momentum to vault over the obstacle.
Then I landed on the other side with a controlled crouch, my boots hitting the broken asphalt with a solid thud.
"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Molly's voice rang out from behind me. I glanced back to see her scrambling up onto the roof of an abandoned car that had been pushed against the barricade, using the extra height to peer over the metal barrier at me. Her hands gripped the top edge of the barricade as she looked at me shocked.
