I hid his head under my chest, using my shoulder to block the attack. I waited for the sharp pain of the needle entering my skin.Bang!The gunshot echoed through the heavy rain. The doctor froze. His mad smile disappeared, replaced by shock. The silver syringe slipped from his fingers and fell onto the wet ground. A dark red stain began to spread across the middle of his white coat. He stumbled backward, his knees gave way, and he fell into the mud. He did not move again.I looked up, struggling to breathe. Alexander stood a few feet away, his boots planted in the mud. Rain covered his vest, and his gun was still raised, smoke rising from the barrel. His face showed no emotion. He looked cold and deadly.He lowered the gun and rushed towards us, dropping to his knees in the wet grass. His hands pulled me up quickly as his eyes searched my face and body for blood.“Did it touch you?” he asked, his deep voice shaking. “Elena, did the needle touch you?”“No,” I managed to say, holding
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