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@Kim Yerim Luhan sat on the couch waiting patiently for Yeri to come out. He was worried but didn't want to disturb the girl. He wanted to give her all the time she needed to relax and feel better. "Yunho? I heard his name once on the radio but how did he and Yeri meet? She doesn't remember and of course someone famous like him won't make a scandal for himself right? He didn't make this up unless he wants something to do with Yeri?... Aish this is frustrating" he ruffled his hair annoyed yet waiting for Yeri.

@Lu Han Yeri nodded and the bath, going to the counter and getting bubbles she knew Luhan had, she would use them whenever she used to come over. She quickly got into the bath and curled up, closing her eyes, trying not to think about everything as she sat alone. It felt nice, but she didn't like this. "Okay..." She called out after hearing him. The water made her tired, and she wanted so desperately to fall asleep, she felt warm as if someone were holding her. That's all she really wanted.

@Kim Yerim Luhan didn't say word, he wasn't able to even think about any word to say but he let out a very heavy sigh. "You take a bath now and we might think properly about what to do next... I will try to find some clothes for you okay?" He smiled gently and patted her head before heading to his room searching through his clothes for something that would fit the little girl only to pick out some sweat pants and a t-shirt. He brought them along with towels and placed them on a chair beside the bathroom door before he knocked gently "Yeri~... I had your clothes here they are on the chair next to the door... I will be in the living room come out when you are ready okay?"

@Lu Han She nodded, "Neh, I don't know what happened and we-...he has a reputation to salve and...I might want to get married when I get older, I don't want to be known as that Jung Yunho scandal girl. He's a millionaire Oppa, you've never heard of him?" She blinked when he gasped. So maybe crossdresser wasn't the best thing to bring up. "I-I don't know, that's why I have to talk to him. I don't think he did anything like that. But..." she tried to think about it but then sighed. "Arasso." she walked in, heading upstairs without a thought and went to the bathroom to bathe.

@Kim Yerim "you are going to meet him? What do you mean a millionaire?" Luhan slowed down once they were close to his house before he let out a gasp "Yeri... What have you been doing since the last time we met? Moved to the wiredos kingdom or something? How did you let something like that happen? Did he drug you or anything?" Luhan started to panic again all the thought racing in his mind making him feel dizzy even when he didn't move "Let's go upstairs firs you need a bath and new clothes too... And you need to get rid of the alcohol as well" he stated opening the door to let her in first

@Lu Han She shook her head, "I don't kno-" She was only murmuring but let it be cut off as she was pulled. She followed behind but decided to pipe up, "It doesn't need a talk, oppa. I'm going to meet with him and figure it out. It has to be something more, right? You don't just show up on the papers with a millionaire saying you had a scandal. It's probably a mistake." She nodded and bit her lip, her stomach churning and they quickly closed in on Luhan's house. "O-other than that, I'm fine Oppa, I even met a crossdresser!" she was trying to distract, a bit afraid of Luhan's reaction when they would be inside.

@Kim Yerim Luhan smiled he felt Yeri was finally relaxing in his arms. A gentle smile appeared on his face feeling that she was opening up for him. The smile faded away and instead a blank expression appeared on Luhan's face. "What do you mean? Did someone do something to you? I mean... do you even know the guy??" he asked unable to make his mind clear enough to think "Let's go home first... This talk can't be in the street" he stated and held her hand firmly starting to walk again but faster this time.

@Lu Han She gasped, startled by the hug and froze a moment. Blinking, she slowly settled her arms around him and buried her face in his shoulder. She stood there, her hands gripping the back of his shirt as she closed her eyes. She didn't want to say anything and stayed quiet even after he pulled away and cupped her cheeks. She peered at him before finally speaking, "I...I got into some trouble. But I don't remember any of it." She looked down, fiddling with her fingers, deciding to come clean and confess, "I-I don't even know if I'm a anymore. I don't remember that night, I-I don't remember going to that room with him, I don't r-remember it..."

@Kim Yerim Luhan sighed heavily knowing he can't argue more with that girl. He nodded and stopped walking just to pull Yeri in a hug, a very tight hug that was supposed to make Luhan feel better. He wanted to make sure Yeri was fine, he wanted her to understand that he would always stay by her side. "I know... But are you really okay? You sound like there is something happening I don't know about" he pulled slightly from the hug only to cub Yeri's cheeks, they were unusually cold. It made him sad really sad

@Lu Han She started a bit from his sudden outburst, frowning and responding with a whine, "Don't scare me Oppa, there's no need to be so loud. And I'm fine, please don't worry about me, I'm always fine..." she nodded but then hesitated. She was in a bit of a crisis at the moment, but this is one of the times where Yeri was grateful for Luhan's blindness. She was on the front page of the paper this morning, the word 'scandal' hanging over her head with the name of the popular millionaire, Jung Yunho. So maybe she wasn't always fine, but he didn't need to know. She wondered then if he knew about her social standing, she hasn't told anyone, so she was curious if her mother had told them. She didn't ask though. "I know Oppa, I know. I'm just drinking, so many people do it and they're all fine. Same with dancing, not all guys are gonna attack some girl in the club or bar you know. I'm safe."

@Kim Yerim Luhan was startled "Ye.. Yah.. Why would you think of me like that... It is not like I'm an angel or anything it is just not something I like" he half shouted to hide his shy self because he was partly sure he was red like a red rose at the moment. Just keeping her safe was more important at the moment so he kept walking "Yeah... I'm not good at making jokes because I'm not joking Yeri I'm worried and knowing what you did makes me more worried " he admitted and sighed heavily knowing that most of what she was going to say next would be truly what she thought and because of the alcohol which made him wonder how much she had drunk. "Okay ... I don't mind dancing but you should have been careful"

@Lu Han She blinked, she had sincerely thought he wouldn't catch that. She scrunched her nose, "Oppa, you're different, special. You've got a heart of gold and a gentle personality, why would you drink?" Really, comparing her to him was not a good idea, it made suddenly feel a little bad about herself, but she shrugged it off. She felt herself close to him, but was too excited to get happy about it, instead she nodded, smiling a little at the comment, "Sounds like the beginning of a bad joke." Her words started to slur only slightly as the alcohol really hit. She walked beside him perfectly fine for the most part, rubbing her bleary eyed occasionally as she let Luhan hold her arm. "I...went dancing." It wasn't a lie just because it wasn't all of the truth, she rationed. Just keeping it at dancing was safe and may let her escape another scolding about drinking and dangerous people.

@Kim Yerim Luhan couldn't help but chuckle at this little girl's silliness "You think it is okay to drink somewhere else? No drinking at all young lady... Even I don't drink at all and I'm already 20 years" he stated firmly before pulling her close again. For some reason Luhan just wanted to keep her close and safe, he felt responsible for taking care of her. "let's go then... I don't know now what to do.. A blind guy taking care of a drunken girl either we will get lost or have an accident but I think we can be fine right?" he asked not waiting for an answer. Luhan just held onto Yeri's arm making sure shewalked as steady as possible while he tried to make sure not to run into anything on their way. "Yeri? Where did you go after the last time we met?" he asked curiously

@Lu Han She wasn't expecting more scolding, she didn't know what she was expecting actually, she didn't have any she supposed. Her eyes looked down though, She didn't like that. It sounded rather frightening when Luhan said it, even so, she didn't think people would do anything to her. She cleared , "I was busy...and upset." She sighed, pulling away from the hug and didn't bother to fix her hair. "Arasso, Arasso. I got it, no drinking around you. And yes, that'd be good." she murmured softly and wiped her eyes, looking to Luhan so she could follow him.

@Kim Yerim Luhan was mad at Yeri for being like this and at himself for never thinking about asking about her all the time that passed since they last met "Having fun? Alone? In a place like this? You are only 18 Yeri? What if someone hurts you or uses you? You think It is nothing?" He spoke with a very worried tone yet gentle and soft. It wa a surprise that Yeri hugged Luhan but he couldn't do anything about it; he missed her as well, he missed his little Yeri a lot "It is okay ... I missed you too... But you should have came to me if you missed me? Not come here and get drunk like that" He scolded her with a chuckle and ruffled her hair "I was on the way home Shall we go there and you can was you face with some water and get refreshed huh?"

@Lu Han She lifted her head at the sound of her name and blinked in surprise, it really was him. She couldn't help but to smile, not really minding that he was scolding her, it was nice, the feeling of someone still worrying about you. "I..." she looked down again, shrugging slightly, "I was just having some fun, Oppa. It was nothing." She shook her head then hugged him suddenly, "You know...I missed you."

@Kim Yerim Luhan was walking by himself through the streets around his shop. It was good for him since he knew the path he took and would go back any moment he wanted. It was a quiet stroll passing by the shops, restaurants and bars that were open for anyone until something caught his ears. "Luhan... Oppa?" Luhan turned his head around trying to figure out where the voice came from. The voice was familiar but Luhan didn't expect this voice to call for him. "Yeri?" Luhan called while trying to follow the voice until he reached her "Yeri what are you doing here?" He asked worriedly noticing the smell of alcohol in the air and frowned "You are drunk why you did this? You are too young for that" He frowned deeper holding the girl's shoulder firmly.

@Lu Han She'd been there long enough, it was definitely time to go, especially since she'd been cut off a long time ago and the bar tender was already regretting serving an 18 year old, but when she came in with that money, It was worth breaking the law. Leaving the money on the counter, she bowed her, "Annyeong!" She walked out, seemingly fine except for slight bleary eyes. Getting out the door, she sighed, breathing in the night air before she stopped. She furrowed her brows, thinking she saw someone she knew, "Luhan...Oppa?" She was bumped suddenly and nearly fell if the male hadn't caught her. She mumbled an apology even though it wasn't her fault and looked for the ghost, but didn't see him. With a sigh, she hung her head, watching her feet as she stood in front of the bar, mumbling on about ghosts and love and mistakes.

@Pinky Tang Ji was out for a night of drinking, smoking, and doing all sorts of drugs that he wouldn't remember in the morning. He has just busted a traitor in his gang and he was going to make sure they paid with their life, but before that, he wanted to let loose. Walking into the bar dressed in all black from head to toe, he waved at the bouncer who let him in automatically, and went into his reserved spot as he ordered from the menu what he wanted. Lighting up a cigarette, he looked around the place exhaling the smoke, and rolled his eyes. He knew some of the gangs that he was fighting with were watching him, but they knew better than to attack him in this type of place. His eyes set on a woman in another booth not too far from him, but he looked her up and down before deciding that he would watch her carefully for the night. As his drink arrived, he took it and downed it in one gulp.

@Cha Hakyeon Kyuhyun let his eyes flutter open, he was welcomed into an abyss of nothing but layer after layer of black, darkness. Keeping his composure and a straight face despite the fact that his heart was thudding violently against his rib cage the brunette extended his hands to reach out and grab something while still enveloped in that fearful nothingness, but his hands were barely extended before being restricted from stretching out anymore, it was almost like as if he was trapped in an invisible box. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other uncomfortably, oddly hearing splashing sounds every time he moved. Gaze dropping downwards the brunette noticed how water was rapidly rising past his ankles, knees and soon hips. "What the..." he was afraid, no -- terrified, he craned his neck upwards as the water tickled his adams apple. In his ear the male could have sworn he heard a hissed whisper "Tell me everything you know" Kyuhyun struggled as the liquid went past his lips. He would never, there was too much at stake, he did recall himself saying something along the lines of 'hand over my bloody corpse to the cops - you'll neve take me alive bastard'

"Tell me Cho Kyuhyun" it repeated.

"No"

"Then die"

So be it, the male waited as the water eventually went past his head. He could only hold his breath for that long before gasping in the water that burned upon hitting his throat, bubbles of his last few breaths disintegrated into the water. The life was draining out of him and in short, he was dying. Kyuhyun jolted his body lunging forward as his vision was blinded momentarily by the white light that invaded his sense of sight. He was sweating profusely but setting that aside, he was still alive. "Jesus christ" the male muttered underneath his breath, weaving quivering fingers through chestnut brown strands. "Ugh --" he flinched the initial shock wearing off as he took a moment to stare at his now bandaged shoulder. He knew where he was, there was no mistaking it, the presence of the other was lacking in the room, but that didn't stop kyuhyun from voicing. "Explain yourself Cha Hakyeon - why are you doing this?" he decided to keep the hostile tone of voice tamed, there was no need to snap. "I owe you nothing for this" the broker further added as he stood from the bed, slowly making his way towards the door.

Leaning against the wooden frame he gripped his shoulder tightly, taking a mental note that unlike the first time the pain was actually bearable this time. His hazel hued orbs fixated on the man who was sitting on his recliner. "If you think Im letting you arrest me, you're wrong"

@Cho Kyuhyun Hakyeon couldn't help but chuckles at the male's fruitless attempts to stand up. Seriously, he thought at least this guy would be prudent enough to know that the more he moved the bullet , if still inside his body would lodge deeper inside his body. True, pride makes a man do stupid things. At this instant Kyuhyun was the perfect example. Hakyeon quirked his brow in amusement, still waiting to see how long the other had the strength to argue with him. Though he was repulsed by the thought of touching another living human but he consoled himself by thinking that this man was almost half dead. "Trust, is one thing that I can never do even on those who are willing to sacrifice their life for me. And you are nothing but a piece of puzzle for me. Such a small yet signifant piece that keep me sane enough." Hakyeon cringed his face wiping the beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. This guy was heavy, he thought.

Oh, Hakyeon couldn't be happier to get away from the revolting male but he was forced by habit, he just couldn't move away. Ignoring the protests coming from the broker, he tried to take a step forward while supporting the male. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the other's comment. "Slacking off? Normal people slack off not me, I have much better things to do. Meeting a useless human like you wasn't part of the plan though." Hakyeon's tone was calm compared to how spiteful Kyuhyun's voice sounded. Many might have got annoyed by the latter's spiteful tongue and left him for dead but not Hakyeon. Maybe it had something to do with his inability to feel angry or fight back even if his life was threatened.

"If my take my hand away you might fall flat on your face." Hakyeon spoke in a 'as a matter of fact' tone, not understanding why he would be addressed with profanities everytime? Hakyeon shrugged of the harsh comments taking one step at a time and moved foreward while carrying the male. "Why couldn't you pass out earlier? It would have been easier for me." Hakyeon peered over the male, he should be panicking and trying to revive the male but instead he had this expressionless face. His breath had doubled up by the time he reached to parking lot where he had left his car opening the passenger's door, he placed the unconscious male on the seat. While scrunching up his face , he ed the other's shirt. "He has lost quite a lot of blood, I must hurry but I can't take him to the hospital. They might suspect it and call the cops." He tore a piece of his clothing reluctantly and wrapped it tightly around the male's shoulder which stopped the flow of blood considerably. He quickly closer the door and got behind the wheel himself driving through the streets as fast as he could. He didn't slow down until he arrived in front of the porch of his house. Hakyeon sighed before getting out of the car and carrying the male on his back and hastily ascended the stairs leading to his bedroom which was easier said than done considering how heavy Kyuhyun was. No sooner had he placed the said male on his bed, Hakyeon called his family doctor for help.

Hours had passed since the incident, Hakyeon was sitting on his leather recliner reading a case file impatiently tapping his foot on the floor, passing a quick glance to the unconscious Kyuhyun every once in a while who laid peacefully in his bed. "I need to throw that bedsheet now." Hakyeon muttered quietly while running his restless fingers through his hair. The doctor said that the bullet had went passed the male shoulder, yes, he had lost quite some blood but nothing life threatening. Hakyeon didn't know whether to be relieved or worried after knowing about this piece of information.

@Cha Hakyeon He was blacking out, vision even worse than it was intially kyuhyun knew his body better than anyone else and it was forcibly draining the remaining energy from him and what did you get minusing a one from a one? zero. The hand that clasped tightly onto his bleeding shoulder fell limp to his side coated in a layer of his own blood as he felt his legs give way, his back slide against the wall a good halfway before kyuhyun stopped himself from toppling, propping himself up with sheer willpower. There was no way in hell he would fall unconscious in front of an officer let alone a lowly police consultant, he had too much pride he didn't intend to give up for that. He refused to keep silent while hakyeon spoke going as far as to respond despite his voice being lowered by a few octaves "Your very much welcome officer" but that surely didn't hinder the deathly sarcasm and biting edge to his comebacks. How he wanted to prod the subject of revealing the others secrets but why not save it for later? If he ever lived to see the next sunrise, that is.

"Trust me hakyeon I'm quite accustomed to near death situations - this sharp tongue of mine has a lot more to offe..." his sentence was cut short by the pang of pain that hit almost half of his body making him hiss and grit his teeth, the god forsaken bullet could still be lodged in his shoulder for all he knew and the thought was somewhat disturbing. When the other closed the distance between their frames kyuhyun glared despite his body subconsciously, on instinct pressed back against the wall, how he hated being this vulnerable and defenseless. "I'd a - appreciate it if you could get away from my face officer" the brunette retaliated though he stuttered, completely disoriented from the wound. His eyes now rolling to the back of his head he knew it wouldn't be long before he was knocked out for good. "we can't have you slacking off work now can we?" kyuhyun was unbelievably sassy and if it was an argument he would be the one to have the last word.

" off hakyeon.. get your goddamn hands off of me" despite the other mans attempt to help, kyuhyun fought back even if it was weakly, growling as he added "hand over my bloody corpse to the cops - you'll neve take me alive bastard" kyuhyun knew a lot, too much actually and the male knew he wasn't loyal enough to keep shut if he was ever interrogated, hence he thought it better to be dead - commit suicide if he must before he got arrested. Drug dealing, human trafficking, the mafia, name it, he knew it all and no, kyuhyun wasn't willing to expose what he knew, at least not for a good cause. His body and soul were committed to the dark side and he was willing to do everything I'm his power to keep from jeopardising what he what he was fighting for. Being partly conscious the male didn't even realise his arm was already draped over the consultants shoulder, he was not in a condition to think. The broker was able to take exactly two steps forward before falling into oblivion muttering a barely audible "screw your shirt bastard" as he lost consciousness. He was sure by the time he was dragged off for treatment he would die of blood loss - tough luck hakyeon.

@Cho Kyuhyun Hakyeon was surprised hear the instant response he got from the wounded male , his smiled only widened. "Oh, don't get me wrong. I am more than glad to see you alive. You infact saved me from my dilemma. Boredom can be a vice at times. Don't you think?" Hakyeon looked away from the male, the movement of his fingers began again which had come to a halt for a while. He was thinking, his eyes peering over the direction from where he had come from. He became silent for a minute or so , his gaze flickering over Kyuhyun's face to his bloodied clothes."I see you aee struggling to keep up with your consciousness, however your tongue seems to be as sharp as a knife. Quite admirable."

Hakyeon stopped pacing around, with slow and deliberate step he closed the distance between him and the broker. "What can I say? I seem to attract cops and criminals alike. I see that I am quite popular in your book too. But I wouldn't expect anything less. The suggestive tone in your voice tells me you know more than just my name. Am I right? "That was a rhetorical question for which Hakyeon didn't wait for an answer, and continued to speak." Arresting you isn't my job, plus I am off duty right now. But handing you over to the police would be the right thing to do." Hakyeon's smile upturned into a frown , he had no intention of handing the criminal over to the police. Doing that would mean giving up on one of his fascinating study subject which was unacceptable.

"Don't get me wrong as much as would love to let you go free, I do need to keep my job to pay the bills. "Hakyeon answered in disappointment, his hand grabbing Kyuhyun's shoulder assisting him to stand up which proved to be a difficult task since the latter kept swaying back and forth, fighting to stand up on his own feet but failed miserably. The wound was bleeding profusely and Hakyeon wondered how long the male was going to hold up. But there was only one thing that was bothering the consultant." Ah, now my clothes is stained with blood too." He grumbled under his breath as he drapped the male arm over his shoulder in order to support the latter. Yes, the only thing he was concerned about was his freshly changed clothes.

@Cha Hakyeon His breathing became irregular, chest rising up and down harshly as he had no alternative but to lean against the cold brick wall for support, kyuhyun attempted to focus his vision on something -- anything considering how everything was becoming blurry, the blinding lights emanating from the buildings swirling, the surroundings expanding and stretching to the point he became nauseous the blood loss was finally taking its toll on his body. Kyuhyun growled at the back of his throat, forcing his system that was on the verge of shutting down to function, dragging his legs against the ground, occasionally losing footing like as if his legs were now steel. He stopped doing so however, when the brunette heard footsteps not too far away, turning to press his back against the wall completely, exhaling as the cold night temperature turned his breath into a wisp of smoke. "Fancy meeting you here, Cho Kyuhyun. I see you barely survived the shoot out."came the taunting voice of a male to which the broker scoffed. "You don't seem to glad to see me alive" he retaliated sharply.

Resting his head against the wall he let his orbs fall upon the male who he suspected at first to be one of the henchmen who was hot on his tail only a moment ago. He was proved wrong. Eyes focusing on strands that appeared to be a hue of dark ocean blue under the very faint rays of moonlight caused a devious smirk to tug at the corner of his lips. "Well, well, look what the authorities dragged in" the brunette spoke, a certain malice in his tone of voice that couldn't be missed, a wicked intent that he made no attempts to conceal. "If it isn't Cha Hakyeon - don't tell me you're here to perhaps, arrest me?" There was little an information broker didn't know and somewhere along the lines of the jobs he'd done for people, this particular police consultant came into the picture not too long ago and in short, the male knew a lot of things about the other man. A lot more than he could have ever hoped to imagine. Kyuhyun would be damned now if he'd addressed the guy wrong.

@Cho Kyuhyun Finally. Hakyeon thought as he drove his car through the place where there had been a emergency call of a meeting gone wrong. He has almost gone insane from solving the normal cases that didn't appeal much to him. But this was life he life saving call ironic considering that fact that there were dead bodies piled up at the bar. Stepping out of his car, Hakyeon looked at the bodies examining the faces of the deceased with his eyes gleaming with excitement, while his hands were busy playing with some marbles. Yes, it might be strange for a person to behave this way but Hakyeon wasn't normal at least he didn't think he was. After 10 minutes or so, Hakyeon's excitement died out and he felt frustrated he was hoping this shoot out would be interesting in the least, but it wasn't. Just two gangs after each other's throat which was nothing new. With a sigh, Hakyeon walked out of the scene , his slender fingers massaging his temples as he decided to take some free time from those boring cases that was waiting on his table.

Boring. Such easy problems to solve. He needed something more tricky or challenging cases. These words kept bothering Hakyeon, his head had started to hurt. Boredom drove him to do crazy things. Just then as he was passing by the alley his ears perked up when he heard a painful groan. Hakyeon picked up his pace and quickly arrived at the spo where he found a man leaning against the wall try to run but failed miserably. Yes, Hakyeon felt no remorse or sadness but he had conscience that pricked him. He approached the wounded male carefully because he was well aware that the other was involved in the shooting that happened at the bar. Now Hakyeon has an odd way of making eye contact with people he either stares at a person for too long and looks away or doesn't look at them at all. This time he decided to do the former, observering the male's face carefully who face looked oddly familiar. That it rang in his mind where he had seen this man. "Fancy meeting you here, Cho Kyuhyun. I see you barely survived the shoot out." Hakyeon laughed while pacing back and forth in front of the male. Maybe this case wasn't that boring as Hakyeon deemed it to be.

@Cha Hakyeon Seoul, a city known to never sleep, had so many faces to itself. One face, a side of town, that most people wouldn't dare step foot into even by mistake. This man, Cho Kyuhyun an information broker of the highest degree found himself trapped on that certain side for god knows how long and some part of him, didn't want to escape. Thats right, he was used to it, used to a treacherous lifestyle where each decision made depended on life and death. How Seoul had such a flawless front with its buzzing nightlife and buildings that towered into the sky perfectly hid the fact that in reality, a life was taken each passing second and this particular night was no different. A meeting between two gangs backfired as soon as it started, no information was traded and the opposing side demanded lives in exchange as a means of compensation. Bull. A fist fight soon escalated to a full blown shoot out, people died -- it was no surprise, it was expected, none of the remaining survivors mourned, a dead person was a useless person, no matter how loyal they were while they were still alive. Every man was for himself, the phrase 'its a dog eat dog world' applied in this cruel reality.

Kyuhyun had long abandoned his so-called colleagues, left them for dead, he didnt care, all that mattered was that the thugs were /still/ on his tail, armed to the bone as his parkour skills proved to be convenient at that moment. Occasionally he would turn back and fire a few shots, his aim deadly as one body followed by the next would fall limp to the ground with each shot. He was running out of ammo, catching his lower lip in between his teeth he clicked his tongue in frustration. That one moment where he lost focus left an opening, the only thing he felt in that split second was like as if his shoulder had been dislocated the unbearable stinging sensation coursing through his system like as if he was electrocuted, the blood rushing out of him like a fountain, dripping onto the pavement, painting it in crimson red. "God ing dammit" it had to be the right arm - the weapon in his grasp dropped to the ground as his arm went numb, he wasted no time in making a run for the nearest alley, wanting to shake off the remaining chasers.

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