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49: “Already Too Late”
Author: The Night_Walker
last update2025-07-27 19:31:49

When Achilles was about to indulge him, he heard a gunshot from the call, and scattered screams erupted on the street. Within seconds the call abruptly ended.

Conflicting thoughts thrust through Achilles' mind while he spoke out loud still pacing towards the location:

“Has he been shot? For certain they had closed in on him. Shit!”

Apparently, the investigator managed to escape his apartment through the back door but had been doggedly chased by the assassins.

His fiancée, Brig. Beauty’s young sister could have been killed already if she had paid him a night visit like she promised earlier. As events turned out, she called in an hour ago with a plea to make it late to his apartment.

Apparently, the heard gunshot was deliberately aimed above to stir a disarray. The three assassins needed a clear sight in executing their job, and that would be difficult if they kept losing him.

The investigator had been able to stay alive since the pursuit began by using people on the street as a shield
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