Chapter 20

    I woke up as Vivian mentioned my nickname. She put on a black coat, slacks, shoes, with her black rifle in her hand. All she wore was black except for her grainy hair and red eyes. She had wept throughout the night. I guessed.

    

    “Jack, we should be quick,” Vivian said. “Chris Drake walked under the CCTV cameras we trapped in Maryland.”

    

    “When?” I asked.

    

    “Just now.”

    

    I glanced at the girl on the bed. She was still breathing. And I wished she should open her eyes and tell me who she was.

    

    “Let’s move,” she said.

    

    “Where he is?”

    

    “Jack, you don’t want to leave

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