First of all, one had to know that Tim was already at the East Side when the alarm drums sounded.
No, wait, before that, it should be made known that Tim actually wasn’t supposed to be on the East Side. Remian had quite specifically told him that this would be his day off and to take it easy and go someplace safe or join the defenses as he liked.
But to Tim, the safest place there was from an enemy attack would be the enemy’s own base; he wouldn’t attack himself, right?
More importantly, there was still a lot of money in the money pool that he hadn’t stole- ahem! Appropriated for the Espionage Department yet. Since these gangsters were really their enemies, taking their resources and using them for your own side was simply sound military strategy; like Markus taught all the trainees, strategy was an important part of war that they had to learn.
The amount of coins in the pool could flood the Lynxmice with cheese for generations to come. Already, Tim h
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