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CHAPTER 38: The chase

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Marcus was fast.

Not young. He was in his fifties, with gray hair and lines on his face that spoke of a hard life. But he was fast. He had the speed of a man who had been running his whole life. From the law. From his enemies. From himself.

We hit the stairwell on the fourth floor. He was already on the third, his footsteps echoing off the concrete walls.

"Marcus! Stop! You're surrounded!"

He didn't stop.

He hit the ground floor and burst through the emergency exit. The alarm blared. Red
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