Eva's pulse pounded in her ears as the figure stepped out of the shadows, his face obscured by the dim light. The weight of the situation hung heavily in the air, but she couldn’t afford to hesitate.The man took a step closer, his hand resting on the grip of the gun holstered at his side. “I suggest you stop running, Eva.”Eva’s eyes flicked to Marcus, who was still too weak to fight, and then back to the man blocking their path. “Who sent you?” Her voice was firm, masking the fear threatening to creep in.He smirked, pulling his gun out slowly. “Harris, of course. You didn’t think you’d get away that easily, did you?”Eva’s mind raced as she subtly scanned their surroundings. There had to be a way out, something she could use to turn the tide. But right now, they were trapped, with a trained killer standing between them and freedom.Marcus struggled to his feet beside her. “We don’t have time for this,” he muttered, his breath shallow.Eva squeezed his arm, signaling him to stay bac
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