Kapitel 160: The Spy 3

John's figure blurred in a haze as he streaked through the base's dimly lit corridors. The moonlight's illumination reflected on his chiselled body, giving it a pale, ethereal glow that seemed to ripple along with each stride he made as he rushed through the empty corridors, the soles of his boots making on sound on the hard tiles.

The corridors were deserted, the only sound coming from the distant clamour outside and John could hear his heart beating faster with every step he took. As he stepped out into the courtyard, he saw Zara slapping Marco.

Marco was lying on his back, his legs kicking up in the air like a helpless turtle.

"Are you alright?" She asked in a concerned tone as she leaned towards Marco who was trying to get on his feet, but she kicked him and he fell down with a thud, his forehead smashing against the damp soil.