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. I promise that. You have to trust me. I’ll do whatever……. Huh…”
    He staggered backwards.
“What??”
    “I’m sorry, Neil, but you
have to understand why I have to do this.” I dumped the Etorphine syringe that I
had pilfered from Carl’s jacket and ran for my life.
    The dress made it difficult
to sprint, so I chose the lift over the stairs. Also, it would save some quality
time. The lift was one floor down. That meant twelve seconds. I fidgeted with nervousness.
What if it were something else? What if it were some sort of poison? What if I’d
hurt Neil beyond any recovery measure?
    The lift door opened and
to my huge relief, it was empty. It took exactly one minute and sixteen seconds
to reach the ground floor. I hurried past the tourists and was about to thank God
when He crushed the thanks in a million pieces.
    Carl stood there, a knowing
smirk spreading over his lips like he had anticipated everything. I turned back
towards the lift and almost fainted. Neil was there, leaning against the lift wall.
I desperately searched for another exit, but there were too many people. I ran randomly,
hoping they would lose my trail in the crowd.
    I ran past a bunch of German
tourists, oh yeah. I know German too, and almost collided with a toddler. His mother
gave me a threatening look and resumed scrolling on her phone. I zigzagged past
another herd of teenagers and smacked straight into Carl. “Well, Neil was damn right.
Aren’t you an intelligent little thing?”
    “You can say that. Of course,
I love my life and will do anything to savor it,” I exclaimed, looking past him
for any loophole. He came closer, the lethal syringe in his hand. I let him come
close enough, and just in time I ducked, gripped his wrist and twisted it away.
The syringe flew away from his reach. I quickly kicked him in the guts and elbowed
him down.
    I turned 90 degrees and
aimed for the now open elevator. I caught it just in time and so did someone else.
And to add to my hard luck, there was no one except me and Neil in the elevator.
He slammed me towards the back wall and pressed the stop button.
    “You got the wrong jacket, Angel .”
    I punched his shoulder,
but he now knew me way too well. He recovered fast and again pushed me towards the
wall, this time restraining me with his entire body pressing against mine.
    “Why, Angel…. Why ?”
The color of his eyes matched the color of my pendant in the dim light. Breathing
became difficult and it was not entirely due to my claustrophobic senses. Each and
every body part was hypersensitive to the proximity between us. I tried prying my
wrists away, but his grip was stone. I fidgeted in vain.
    “Why? You’re asking me why?
I told you, I want to live. Leave me, Neil. Let go of me.”
    “And I told you, I won’t
let you die. Which part of our conversation didn’t register in your mind?” He literally
whispered in my ear, his lips almost touching my earlobe. “There’s a way to do things
properly, Angel. You’ll have to trust me.”
    I was losing it like a parabolic
curve. “Trust you? How? Why? You abducted me, Neil. Maybe I can trust that you won’t
harm me, but your employer will. I’m a fighter, Neil, I don’t give up.”
    He looked me in the eye.
“Sometimes, you have to understand when to give up, damn it. They just want something
you have, Janet; they won’t need you afterwards. If you keep running from them,
they’ll keep coming after you. You can escape me, Angel , but I bet you won’t
be able to escape her. The best way to escape evil is to face it, Angel .
Believe me.”
    Every nerve in my homo sapiens
system was screeching to believe him. His sincere tone was appealing to me to give
in, but Nicole, Prof. Collins, and my parents kept swirling in my sub-conscious
mind.
    “I don’t believe you.” I
said, barely controlling the overflow of emotion.
    He scooped me closer as
if we were not already inches apart. I couldn’t look into his eyes and think straight.
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