If it were only that, there would be room to talk his way out. But if his tester name got out, it would be the end. Very few testers had gone through the simulation without ever being killed off by saboteurs. And he had been one of those saboteurs, the kind who hunted newcomers.
"Is something wrong, Boss?" Even when his men asked, Rocco did not answer. His mouth was dry, and cold sweat ran down his whole body. In the end, Rocco decided. It did not matter whether they knew or not. He needed a way out of this situation right away.
I can turn this around.
In other words, he would blame everything on the bastard who had shot the arrow. He had only just shot it, so he should still be somewhere close, right? Rocco could find him by tracking whatever traces he had left. He was probably watching from outside right now. The bastard must love seeing Rocco panic as all his plans crumbled.
