What to do? His mind races as he turns, scanning the area. The cages? His eyes narrow and he stabs a finger at empty cages clustered near by. "We need to move now. We can slip out and put anything we can in their path. We really need cover from that gun."

They need to move fast or the apes will catch them. The gig might be up, but he can bet they don't know they're about to escape. "The more chaos we cause the harder time they're going to have coming after us." He's thought about this for a long time. Murder islands will do that to you.