The car alarm to a large black SUV sounded just as Bane finished his sentence. There it was - and Brandt was an excellent driver. He had to be. Within seconds, they were heading for the closed gate, aimed at the weakest point. It was nothing to break through it in a vehicle like this. The road only went one direction - away from the prison - and he took it.
They were free. Brandt didn't smile, not outwardly. There was much still to do. First, certain escape. Second, erase signs of their escape. The dinosaurs were doing much of that already; it would take time for the authorities to learn the extent of the damage, the casualties, and the security breaches. If they were very quick, they could destroy Blackgate and all evidence that they had ever left, and they could do it before word got out. In fact, it was imperative that they did.