Chapter 165- The end

When Stephen saw Victor's lifeless body lying on the floor, the pool of blood around him growing, he froze. His heart beat at an incredible rate, and momentarily the world around him became a blur. He stumbled forward, dropped down onto his knees beside Victor, but he knew that he was already too late. The cold stiffness of Victor told it all.

"Damn it," Stephen whispered, his voice cracking. His friend was dead, and he could do nothing to help him.

The briefcase. His gaze snapped to it, still clutched in Victor's hand. He pried it loose and checked the contents, making sure it hadn't been tampered with. It was all there.

Before he could even think what to do next, the chilling silence was cut through by the faraway shrieks of police sirens, louder with each passing second. The air around Stephen's chest seemed to tighten. **They were coming.**

He rose up onto his feet, wincing at the weight of it all coming down on him. He couldn't stay here, but he couldn't run without a plan eithe
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