26: I want the artwork!
Alex violently pushed Amos to the floor, and he fell on him, getting dust all over his shirt.

But he quickly stood up without dusting the dirt off, and looked at where the bullet was shot from, and saw it was from the top of the building opposite them. But the person was already escaping, and he knew even if wanted to go after him, it was useless.

"Amos, are you alright?" He asked with genuine concern, turning to Amos. He was still on the floor, his eyes wide open in shock at what just happened.

Alex helped him stand up and checked if the gun had hit any part of his body. But thankfully, no one had been injured.

The bullet had missed its target, instead hitting and bursting one of the tires on Amos's car.

"I'm fine, son. Are you alright?" Amos asked, touching Alex's face with a hand as they embraced, both feeling a sense of relief.

Amos then stood up, finding it strange. "Alex, where did the red light come from?" Amos inquired and Alex pointed towards the tall building opposite them.

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