Shane said that this would be an easy job, easy money, easy kill. Damn him. Somehow you had even managed to lose Ollie. Now I was chasing some guy down the streets of lower city Shiloh. My knee was killing me. Even worse. I groaned when you lost me in an abandoned building. Just my fucking luck.

I prowled around the old building, listening for squeaks in the floor boards or signs that you were still around. You weren’t getting out of this alive.

“Where are you, mouse.” I grumbled, pissed off already and slightly limping.