I found a child in a trash bin! I practically pulled him from the very bottom, like a dumped kitten, when I was on my way to college for classes. And while I was still shaking from such a discovery, it turned out I’m not the only one looking for the baby—almost half the city is hunting for him, and clearly not for noble intentions. Yesterday, I thought my biggest problem was the failed test I had on the day before yesterday. Today, I’m running off with someone else’s kid in an attempt to save myself. But will I be able to, when an entire chase has been launched against an ordinary student of history faculty like me?