章節 14: Desperate Escape
Dhruva was in a desperate situation.
With each passing second, his heart beat twice as fiercely as before. He hurriedly looked behind the railing of the balcony, and instantly made a decision.
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Param cursed as he followed the man who'd passed the gunpowder to the police officer.
The man had thin, narrow, leaf-shaped eyes and a similarly thin moustache. Along with his fat body and circular nose, he looked very comic, like a funny next-door uncle.
With his fat and wiggly limbs, his figure moved through many alleys and roads, and Param found himself arriving at the eastern most side. From there the man hopped onto a tram, and Param followed.
For a moment the man glanced at Param, who was currently wearing the long coat with his thin, narrow, leaf-shaped eyes. Param's heart froze for a moment but he maintained his still pose.
A second later the man moved his gaze away, and Param secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Many minutes passed, and the tram slowed to a stop. The man hopped down, while Param didn't dare to leave the tram as it would provoke suspicion from the man.
The tram moved forward, and Param suddenly jumped when it traveled a little distance. Walking through a few alleys, he was one again able to spot the fat man.
In a short while Param realized that they weren't very far from the orphanage, which was surprising coincidence.
The two walked for a long time, and the man entered a general store.
The general store was extremely ordinary. It was an open shop, where customers could see and pick up the goods. At one side was a cashier, who looked like a lazy fellow. His eyes were hardly open, and he only nodded when the man with thin, narrow, leaf-shaped eyes entered his store and opened the store room and went inside.
Param scratched his head. How was he supposed to enter inside?
He circled around the general store and tried to find a window or a back door.
"Who are you?"
Suddenly a short low-voiced shout came from behind, and Param felt a cold yet sharp touch behind his back. Even with his inexperience, he could tell that the person behind him was vicious, and if his answer wasn't satisfactory the man would surely stab his back.
Gears moved within Param's head and he suddenly had an idea.
"Mr. Bottleman sent me here to inform you that after this packet, he will have no contact with you for a while. He thinks that he is under surveillance, and hopes that you will not contact him until he does so first."
The man behind him was silent for a while and suddenly snorted.
"Humph! Why didn't he inform us first about you? Who are you?"
"I'm the trainee under him, Dhruva Stone. My mentor has told me about the sacrifices about our ancestors, the First Borns, and I agree that they are the rightful rulers of the world."
The man was again silent for a few moments. "Show me your ID!"
"It's in the back pocket of my trouser."
The man maintained his hold over the long knife which was pointing at the intruder's back, while the other hand went towards his back.
The man pushed the long coat away and pulled out a wallet. With difficulty he pulled out a card from the wallet and glanced at the name on it.
'Param Stone'
The man's face showed subconscious surprise, and couldn't react when the person in front of him made a move.
Param was desperately trying to sense the man's actions. His escape plan was based on the fact that the man was alone, with no other helper.
Because of the threat to his life, Param senses stretched to their limits, and he could vaguely feel that the man behind him was just about to read his ID.
Three….Two….One…..Now!
Param suddenly lowered his upper body, and his right leg moved using the left foot and his two hands as the support, unleashing a swift back kick!
The man who had his attention on the ID for a moment did not expect that the bastard would find this little window of opportunity and was hit in his face. His body stumbled backwards, and although he didn't fall, his head was dizzy, with stars revolving over his head.
As he fell down, a piece of paper fell from his pocket, which was covertly picked up by his opponent.
Param didn't waste his time and swiftly moved his legs and ran away. However his luck seemed to be running thin as he suddenly spotted the cashier blocking his path with a stun baton. At this moment, even if lazy face looked quite vicious.
"FOOk!" Param cursed angrily and sprinted even harder in an attempt to tackle the cashier bastard!
The cashier waved his stun baton in a hacking manner and tried to split open his opponent's head. Param was furious at this vicious attack and used his left forearm to block the attack while maintaining his momentum.
*(sfx) BAM BAM*
Two sounds echoed; first was the cashier's vicious attack, which hit Param's left forearm, and the other was the sound of him being tackled on the ground by Param.
The two fell down on the ground, and Param's left forearm was screaming in pain. Yet he endured, and used this opportunity to land a punch on the cashier's throat.
Time was short, and Param didn't care whether the attack had killed the lazy fellow or not and starting running for his life once again.
However, as soon as he got up, he felt a sharp pain on his right shoulder. He winced in pain and ran even faster.
His mind was on auto-pilot, and he only had one thought- 'I have to survive!'
His figure moved through alleys and some roads, and he soon reached the orphanage. The door of the orphanage was purposely closed, as the orphanage had a curfew after nine. Mrs. Purple knew that the two were late, and had perhaps even planned a good scolding speech for them.
However it was a saving secret- one of the windows on the ground floor had its latch broken and the biggest kids used this to sneak inside when they were late. Perhaps Mrs. Purple knew about it, but she didn't bother to find how the kids would suddenly pop inside.
Param tip-toed and went to the second floor, where all the big kids slept. He was just entering his common room when he heard a gasp behind him.
Turning his head, he saw Riddhi staring at the knife on his right shoulder with wide eyes.
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