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The mercenary and the detective

Chapter 5 Searching for the identity of the mysterious man

Word Count: 1338    |    Released on: 17/11/2023

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t was early in the morning and very quiet. My leg was bandaged, bandages

had to get back to the scene of the attack. To find answers about that mysterious man who saved me.

n my leg. I looked around for a strong pain pill, and

I grabbed my clothes from the closet, discarding the hospital robes. Cautiously,

head down, making sure the corridor was empty. Without looking back, I opened the emergency exit d

was stronger. I needed to unravel the mystery surrounding that man. I w

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used it as an outlet to relieve the agony and fury that boiled inside me. W

ing for my gun and realized it wasn't in my clothes from the day before. '' Damn.'' I had to go

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with questions about the mysterious man who had saved me. Why had

idden under the mask. “Just drive,” I muttered, my voice muffled. The pain in my leg intensified wit

or. As I moved cautiously through the shadows, I entered the storeroom. It was dark, and I only had my cell phone with me. I knew it could be dangerous, I was there alone. Without any protection, without my

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The cold wind was blowing in my face, in stark contrast to the heat inside me. I had

ure in the distance, moving cautiously. Instinctively, I hid further into the shadows, keeping a safe distance. M

I followed her discreetly, looking closely. I took a good look at the woman. She

de it. I must be really lucky.'' I noticed her smile. The woman was adjusting the coat she was wearing. It was a cold night. She looked around and limped out of there. I waited for her to leave and started looking everywhere I could. And nothing, I couldn't find it. '' What the hell.'

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n was unwavering. Upon returning to the hospital, I slipped through the corridors with a skill learned on the stre

ile, I tucked the object inside my jacket, making sure it remained hidden. Putting my hospital clothes back on, I felt a mixture of anxiety

escape. “Tomorrow will be a new day,” I thought. “When I wake up, I'll be in a better mood, and I'll soon be back

ne of which was from Eva. My friend, my God, was she all right? I looked at the display and read her message. What's

u've disappeared, and I thought the worst. Tell me you're okay. I just woke up, and I'm going back to sleep. I want to

her. I left my cell phone on the dresser and tried to sleep. But I was very excited, I had achieved something good that night. And I couldn't wai

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