I was turning the door knob and was already anticipating another surprise attack.My eyes darted behind me to see who might be the troublemaker now. Because if there was, he'd better show up or he'd really ruin my night.The last time I looked at my watch, the short hand was already showing eleven o'clock. Normally, I'd have gone to bed an hour earlier.But, because of an oversight, and a legal regulation that was rigged as well, I had to stay up like this.Yes... the rigged laws. If the tension of this whole situation starts to drop, maybe I'll teach Detective Werner a... lesson.Not the harmful kind of revenge. I can see that he's an honest and firm law enforcer (and because of that firmness, I'm sure one or two suspects ended up confessing before even getting to the interrogation room), but I think that sometimes there's a line that shouldn't be crossed, and everyone should start respecting that line.Ah... what the hell was I thinking. It must all be because of the [Logical Reasoni
I chose to let it pass until it ended on its own.I gulped. I had thought that this relationship ended when they broke up with me during these weeks, so what was she trying to do now?Could it be that one of them saw me caught red-handed by Detective Werner and concluded that I was someone who couldn't be trusted with responsibility, and wanted to collect a fine?Or did they know my intention to spill the beans, and thought to get rid of me?Okay.I know my mind has been very paranoid lately, but it's certainly a plausible option.Michael told them everything about my betrayal, and they decided that I had to go.It makes even more sense that David's death was part of their plan.They made it an ultimatum of sorts.It was as if they were saying, "It's your turn next!"My phone vibrated again.[Elena is calling...]I gulped and started to feel uncomfortable.Why isn't Eva back yet, anyway? How many hours has she been in the bathroom?And why did it get so hot in here?The third call cam
"If there's anyone in this town who could be called "superhuman," it's probably Jason."I looked right at the Class Rep to confirm what he had said. "Jackson?""Jason. Without the K. I' thought you know him. His name is well-know throuughout the city.”I nodded my head. It seemed possible that this was another elaborate fraud. A rumor about someone that was not true or was exaggerated. But because time was running out, I had to take advantage of every chance that came my way. "Tell me."I think the Class Rep will do it even if I don't ask. Look at how happy he was when he opened his mouth!“First, he has a big body. Not the big fat kind, but the well-balanced and athletic kind. He doesn't even look like a high school student. He's even bigger than Mr. Henderson. But he moves with surprising dexterity. He has sharp eyes and. Because of this, the school has put its faith in him to win many athletic competitions.""That wasn't the qualification I was looking for." Sigh! I was too optimis
"You're the only one I can ask for . You're the one who knows Jason best."Carl scratched his head and looked like he didn't want to be there. "You're putting me in a difficult position, Harry. You know how Jason is."I know.He was a living beast. The raw strength of two adults, the agility of an athlete, and the sharp instincts of a fighter. And it's all backed up with uncontrollable emotions.One wrong word and your life is no more.And "lucky for me," I was put in a group with him to work on the final project. "It's also for his own good; he'll get it." Jason did have three friends, or maybe he saw them more as his subordinates, but I could only count on Carl.We've known each other since we were in grade school. Our homes are next to each other. Even though our relationship has been a little rocky lately, I'm glad that he hasn't changed too much in his attitude."I'll do what I can."I took a deep breath of relief. I said, "That's my friend!" as I tried to give him a light punch
The nurse didn't dare say how much it was. "But I'm sure it will be covered by insurance."That was terrible news."You've got insurance, right?"We really wanted one. But not only were the payments too much, but the process couldn't keep going.I wasn't born in this city.When I was about five years old, we lived in the capital. Mom and Dad broke up at that time.If I'm not mistaken, there was a custody battle and a divorce lawsuit, but Mom took me away before everyone found out about it.She chose this place because it would be the last place Dad would look if he were looking for us.And because none of our relatives lived here, it's hard to get things done.When my mom and I asked for it to be done faster, the city council always came up with a reason we couldn't argue with. And that goal is becoming more and more clear every day. On the last try, the person in charge wasn't even embarrassed to ask for money to make things easier.Damn corrupt bastards.They don't think twice about
I recall hearing sirens. Ambulances and police, I think.I could even picture Liz talking to an officer.My body was put on a gurney and moved to a different place. It was shaking and rumbling.I went back to sleep after that. It was long and dreamless.When I finally opened my eyes, I could smell the medicine, hear the electrocardiogram machine buzzing, and see the writings.There were more of them this time.[PROFILE][NAME: HARRY MCKANEAGE: 16 LEVEL: 1 STRENGTH: ANALYSIS AND FAST THINKING WEAKNESSES: TOO SCARED TO MAKE CHOICES... click to see more][NOTIFICATION] (THERE ARE 3 UNREAD MESSAGES ...)[MISSION](......)There are a few more columns with different words below. But since it didn't make much sense, I didn't pay attention to it.I was more interested in where I was. The hospital? The same one where Mom was treated?No, no. This one seems more exclusive. I even got a room by myself.When the door opened and Liz walked in, I was unsure how to greet her. "How many days?"
"For someone who looks like a loser, you have a lot of guts."The prison was one of the place I should have stayed away from. I already had too many problems, and the last thing I wanted was to get involved in illegal matters.Yet, here I was talking to a criminal about the possibility of selling a new kind of drug.I don't think it's quite right to call it a drug, either.During the first [Mission], I found out about this. It was about introducing the [Store] and the items I could 'buy'.There were many categories, but I could only buy potions because everytime I try to explore it furteher, it always said "Your level isn't high enough."The various [Missions] I had done also provided compensation. They included things like Gold, Charisma, and EXP Points.L, I was very happy to see that my Gold balance had reached 100.I thought it was real money worth a hundred grams of Gold, but it was just a way to trade things within the system.Except for [Attribute Points] and [Skill], I was sta
"80-20."I widened my eyes.Not only was I shocked that this jerk was so brave as to talk about illegal deals in prison, but I was also shocked by his unfair offer. "What? So-sorry, sir. I understand what you're trying to do, but don't you think it might make one of us feel unfair"Shane made a grunt. "It's distribution uses one hundred per cent of my resources."I nodded. "Sure. But I'm taking care of 100% of the production. Since our work is the same, how about we divide it more fairly? 50-50?"Shane laughed again and then pounded hard on the table.When I looked at him again, I realized those eyes were ready to kill."I have to remind you that it's because of my kindness that you're still sitting here."I coughed.Even though I had been in many situations where life or death was at stake, this still drive me crazy."70-30. This is as much as I will ever give," Shane said in more dangerous tone.But I didn't let that stop me. Not at this point. "This is great, isn't it?" I said this