Leo kept watching every punch Valerie threw.
He never expected he'd be drawn to a woman who seemed to have no sense of fear.
Wait, drawn?
Leo finally shook his head and got up from the bar stool, heading toward the alley door. He pulled out a cigarette and a lighter.
But before he could light it, his eyes quickly caught sight of someone with a very familiar build. Someone he had once badly wanted to kill.
Luke.
Was that Luke? What was he doing here?
Without realizing it, Leo's feet had already started following the man walking about ten feet ahead of him.
The man moved through filthy alleyways, fat rats scattering every time they heard the sound of footsteps.
Then he stopped in front of an old building, well, every building in that area was old and worn down, but this one felt… different.
