Chapter 241

The boys who had snatched the waist bag darted into a dark, narrow alleyway, their footsteps echoing off the grimy brick walls.

The three men chasing them skidded to a halt at the alley's entrance.

“Avery, hand over the bag,” barked the leader of the trio, his eyes cold and commanding.

The two burly men flanking him glanced over their shoulders, scanning the deserted street behind them.

“He's not following us,” one grunted, a smug grin spreading across his scarred face.

“That new academy kid is always easy prey,” chuckled the other, cracking his knuckles.

The leader snatched the waist bag from Avery's trembling hands.

“We'll do three or four more runs today. You keep picking pockets from those academy fools like before, and we'll handle any chases,” he sneered.

Avery's stomach growled audibly, and his eyes pleaded.

“Could I have something to eat first? I haven't eaten anything all day,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the distant bustle of the city.

The leader glared at hi