Next story will introduce some of Sam and Seth’s backgrounds and their ties to one another as well as their week connection to NZ…
And now just a little bit to peek your interest…
He ran… He ran as fast as he could… as if Hell itself were chasing him. As if his life depended on it.
He was quite certain it did…
The truth was, he was dead already.
He’d seen enough men bleed out in medical theaters to recognize the wet pulse jetting between his ribs. The knife had done its job with surgical precision.
He must not think about himself, though. Not now. There was too much at stake. He had to keep running.
If they caught him, everyone would die.