Elijah POV
A woman came down from the car, dressed in all black. Gun in both hands as she approached me. I managed to get up to get a better look at who just happened to save my life.
“It’s nice to see you again Mr Mascot”, the familiar voice greeted me.
It was her! The strange woman from earlier.
What the hell was going on? And what was she doing here of all places?
This day just kept getting weirder.
“How did you know to come here?”, I asked, still in shock from the incident just a few seconds ago.
“I think the right word is thank you for saving my life, Mr. Mascot, but that’s alright. You can save it for later. Glad to be here right on time”.
“You must have pissed off a very bad person. Can’t stay away from trouble now, can you?”, she said lending me her hand.
“Thank you”, I
