
Anna glanced at her wrist held tightly by Martin. The man walked quickly half-dragging Anna to follow him.
Anna looked at her feet which were very painful. Blood came back out from his torn heel.
"Martin .. wait, can we stop for a second? My leg ...."
Anna tried to hold her body in place. Not stepping after Martin, because Martin's hand was so strong, Anna fell to the front of the man's feet.
"What are you doing!" shouted Martin.
"Wait ... for a moment, please. It hurts so much" Anna said, revealing her wounded and bleeding leg.
Anna pulled her pajamas arm from the shoulder, intending to tear the cloth away, but the strong seams did not come off at all.
"Martin, use your knife. Cut off my pajama arm so I can wrap my leg. At least the wound didn't come into direct contact with the ground when walking."
Martin took a deep breath. He pulls Anna's pajama arm, then cuts it off at the shoulder. When she finished, Anna used the material to wrap her legs.
"You should volunteer, so you can use your footwear. Not running away from me ...."
Anna just kept quiet, not answering. Martin was standing not far from Anna, waiting for the woman to finish when gunshots rang out as pain spread across her legs. Martin shouted loudly.
"Who!" yelled the man.
Some men came out from behind the trees. Martin, who was knocked down with two shots on his left and right thighs resting on both knees above the ground, looked at the gunmen who had sprung up. Looking at the weapon directed at him he knew he would not be able to escape. The men were professionals and Martin knew the men intended to free her. Will take his Emilia.
"Ann! Come here!"
Anna looked over, seeing Simon appear behind a tree. Martin sees Simon and knows that the man who comes back will take Emilia.
Not yet had Anna moved, she felt her body being hit by Martin. It's locked on the ground.
"I'm sorry, Em .. but .. if you can't come back to me, then you don't have to live ...."
Anna's eyes widened as she felt something sharp piercing through her stomach. Her mouth was just about to moan in pain when something red splashed and dirtyed Ann's face. Immediately Anna closed her mouth, also closing her eyes when she felt the red liquid drain her eyelids.
"Annn!"
Simon ran, The distance with Anna was too far than Martin. When the man jumped up and pounced on Anna, Simon and everyone did not expect that Martin would directly stab the woman.
The knife Martin was holding was lodged in Anna's stomach when Vincent placed a bullet in Martin's head. The man slumped over Anna's body with blood splashing onto the woman's face.
Anna, who was lying on the ground with Martin's body on top of her, opened her eyelids, looking up at the sky that refracted the morning light. A beautiful light, dispelling darkness, reveals hope and the new day that has come. He was grateful to see the light with the remnants of the strength he had before his eyes were tightly closed with Simon's voice shouting his name.
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Claude brushed his hair with his fingers. He was nervous and impatient. But there was nothing he could do but wait.
"I hope Vincent does it quickly!" Claude.
Alric clenched his coat, looking up at the sky, which was beginning to show signs of the sun.
"He knows what to do, Claude. He told us to wait here ...." Alric himself felt impatient, but Vincent's instructions were to have him wait in that place with Claude.
"Master .. there," point one of their guards.
Alric and Claude looked at each other. In the distance, behind the rather tight trees, came out a few men who were people in the search team. When they arrived at the empty ground where they were waiting, the men spread out and showed Blaird holding Leonard.
A sense of relief made tears unwittingly flow on the cheeks of the Bernard family's head. Claude kissed Leon's plump cheeks repeatedly.
"You all right? Leon's hurt?" asked Claude in a hoarse voice.
Leon shook his head, the crying made it hard to say anything.
After hugging Claude, Leon looked at Alric and smiled happily.
"Come here .. hug Daddy," said Alric.
Claude handed the boy to Alric, and he searched among the men who came.
"Blaird ..." said Claude.
Blaird knew who Claude was looking for.
"He was with Vincent .. The man took Leon's mother hostage" Blaird said.
"Is he okay?"
Blaird smiled. "I think so .. therefore Vincent allowed him to come along. We wait for ka ..." Blaird's words stopped when he heard something from the communication device in his ear. Blaird's forehead immediately wrinkled deeply.
"We'd better start evacuating ... Alric, take Leon. Hamilton is also leaving.The hospital is waiting, take Leon there. Simon and Vincent will follow. I'll pick them up." Blaird looked at Claude.
"It's over?" ask Claude.
"We're going to deal with the Andreas family" Blaird said. The glint in Blaird's eye light gave Alric and Claude conjecture.
"I'll handle them later. Now we better get going. Leon's leg was injured" Alric said.
"Uncle Blaird! How's Dad?" exclaim Leon.
"Your father is fine."
"Mom! How's Mam Ann!?" ask Leon.
"Hurry and treat your feet. It'll all follow." Blaird squinted towards Alric. A gesture understood by Alric to immediately take Leonard away.
Claude pat Blaird on the shoulder."Ient you. Take Simon and Vince. We're gone."
Blaird looked at the heli carrying the men flying away from Abalon. He exhaled a long breath, he was sure that the affairs of Martin Andreas who died pierced by Vincent's bullet in the head would be an easy affair for an Alrico Lucca to handle it. Moreover, eyewitnesses said that the man deserved it because he deliberately stabbed the woman he was holding hostage. But explaining to Leonard that his teacher's mother had been a victim in the incident would be difficult. Blaird hears Leon's request to Simon to bring his teacher's mother back. The boy's affection for the woman was obvious. He could only hope that the woman's desire to live was greater than his wish to welcome death.
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