Chapter 6
Adam walked out of the teacher’s office with a blank face.
He ignored the students bustling past him in the hallway.
Their voices and laughter were a meaningless background noise like the hum of a distant machine.
There was no fear in his eyes now. It had been burned away by the four deaths he had endured.
In its place was a cold simmering anger. A maelstrom of questions still raged in his mind but beneath it all an idea was beginning to form. A plan.
He had reviewed his deaths. They were lessons learned in the harshest way possible.
The first death by the police was slow torture. They were professionals. The environment was their own. He had no control. A bad choice.
The second death by the bounty hunters was brutal and swift. Three men strong and experienced. He was outnumbered and outmatched in an open field. A bad choice.
The fourth death at his home was an explosive trap. The enemy was invisible. The threat was the environment itself. He couldn’t fight a bomb. A bad choice.
That left the third death. His teacher James and the hidden man in the car. It was two against one.
The odds were still poor. But the car was a confined space.
James was not a professional killer. He was a greedy schoolteacher focused on driving and keeping up a facade. He was the weak link.