“Ha~ha...”
In the narrow alley, there was a dim streetlight every few meters. As I ran, out of breath, I had no idea where I was. It felt like I was on a time travel ride, with the lights above flickering on and off.
The only thing guiding me was that big, passionate hand tightly holding mine.
Just a few minutes ago, I had witnessed a dangerous fight and made a bold move—calling the police? No, the police wouldn’t arrive that quickly, and honestly, no one in the group would actually want them there, but I could use it to my advantage.
So, I pulled out my phone, found a video with police siren sounds, and turned the volume all the way up.
If things went well, when they first heard it, the others would be startled and hesitate. And that’s exactly what happened.
But, just like Owen, who
