CHAPTER 51-PLOTTED

Henry successfully escaped from jail but now he was lost in the unfamiliar place with no idea where to go.

Suddenly, he entered the crunch of boot on the pavement behind him. Henry turned to see a group of sentinels, their weapons drawn and aimed at him. Without hesitation, he sprinted down an alley, the sentinels hot on his heels. Bullets whizzed past him, narrowly missing their target.

As Henry reached the end of the alley, he found himself at the edge of a cliff overlooking the dark waters below. With no other options, he took a running leap and plunged into the depths below.

The cold water enveloped him, stealing his breath and chilling him to the bone. Henry kicked and thrased, desperate to reach the surface before it was too late. Above him, he could hear the sentinels shouting to each other, trying to locate his position.

In a moment of panic, Henry felt a searing pain in his side as a bullet pierced his flesh. Blood clouded the water around him, blending with the inky dark