Chapter 163- Race against what 2?

Victor skidded to a stop, heart racing in his chest. The figure before him sidled into dim light, and Victor's stomach twisted. It was one of Voss's guys, this big fella with a scar running down the side of his face. He had his gun drawn, right between Victor's eyes.

"End of the line, Victor," the man said quietly and calmly but in a very threatening tone. "Hand over the package."

Victor swallowed hard as his mind raced. He glanced around quickly, but the alley was empty-no sign of Stephen, no way out. He swallowed his heart as he remembered he had faked the package; that lie was catching up on him now. The need to think fast was on.

"I don't have it," Victor said, temporizing. "You really think I'd be running around like this with the real deal?"

The man's eyes went glassy. "Don't play games. You've been running for far too long. You can hand it over now, or I'll take it off your body."

Victor raised his hands slightly, making sure he looked as harmless as possible. He could feel the
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