Chapter 15: Testing
While Elliot made his way to the transportation area, he was abruptly forced to stop in an alley.
"Since you've been following me for a while, why not just get it over with?"
He glanced back as he spoke. The streets were unusually empty, despite it being early in the morning and everyone should be getting ready for work. Part of it was mainly due to the remote area of the city, but mostly, it was because he had deliberately led his pursuer into this secluded spot.
Elliot wasn't afraid, he knew that whoever was following him was weak—he could tell.
And soon, a sudden rustle broke the silence.
From one of the garbage bins, the man who had been following him sprang out at high speed and launched a fierce attack on him.
The force of his leap was powerful and sent the garbage bins falling backwards, rolling onto the road and clattering noisily just as the attacker closed in on Elliot.
A sinister smile twisted the man's face. "Die, you fucking scum."
His blow, aimed to hit and shatter Elliot's skull, slammed into a firm hand—Elliot's.
A sharp burn spread across Elliot's palm from the impact, but his gaze remained locked on his attacker.
More precisely, on the small needle caught between their hands—a thin silver needle glistening with yellow poison.