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They stopped outside a door on the second floor, marked 28. This is where they were informed he would be, falling to his left and right they focused themselves on one man who drew himself close to the door. The sound of the door bursting open vibrated through the room, as the three mysteries men stormed in. The common room was empty, they split up each being cautious yet intent on seeking out the patron. “Over here, he’s getting away” cried a man from the bedroom, He saw them, waved and ran. Chris knew he had to get as far away as possible from his home, they would soon be on his trail. Dashing across the back alleyway, he veered right into the main street, seeping into the sea of people. His heart was racing, clenching and unclenching his fists, he kept running straight. Where was he to go? Chris thought to himself, where was safety? A twinge in his body blew through him, without thinking he pushed his right foot to the left, just as a hand struck out to his right falling short. Needing no permission he sprinted down the street, and turning right into an alleyway, it wasn’t as if he knew the man would be there it was as if he had felt his presence. His instincts were usually on the money, and he never betrayed them, they had saved his ass countless times. On this day Sydney wasn’t as crowded as it would be, maybe he was bad luck but Chris knew he had to push forward, the main streets were a disadvantage for him, they were too open and now he knew they weren’t afraid of catching him in public. The alleyways were an no go, one wrong turn and dead end, that would be the end of him. His calves were beginning to feel the heat, as his muscles clenched tighter, his heart throbbing faster and harder, he needed to rest. Another twinge struck his body, but it was already too late. A black Mercedes stopped five metres in front of him. “Shit!” |
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