At US, someone is following me. Go upstairs, through a passage and down a drop, back to the front. Stand bty a column, but people see me so I go back the way I came.
In New York, throw something at someone, then run away. Try to hide in a corner store. A cop comes in and we play innocent, looking at some CD’s. He wants to show us something outside-it’s a big patch with writing on it.