CHAPTER 167.

As they cars sped through the lonely nights, the sounds of power bikes, of police cars, and sirens blared in the air, red and blue lights flashing through the darkness and brightening the parts for the homeless who lined all over Austin Lane.

Alexander, now an animal to be hunted down ran in the thick, the greens wetting and slapping on his face at every move, he pondered for a moment, “if they come after me, I will be notified by the sound of their sirens.” he ducked underneath a tree, it was getting brighter and the early birds had awakened to begin the tasks of the day.

He knew that the news men were always the first set of people to wake up before the hawkers and other shop owners, so he tiptoed towards the lane.

When he was close to the 3rd flat in Austin lane, a group of newsmen and early buyers gathered amidst the darkness, mumbling and flipping through old stories, he could hear an old man talk about the recent happenings in town.

The sky was dark blue, he waited for a man to