Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The hospital corridor was eerily silent in the dead of the night. The lone nurse on duty drowsed at the nurses' station, oblivious to the flashing red light from the malfunctioning surveillance camera down the hall A figure clad in a white doctor's robe and mask darted past the station, his movements purposeful. He carefully scanned his surroundings before pushing open the door to Natalie's ward and slipping inside. The patient lay curled up in bed, seemingly fast asleep. The intruder crept closer, a glint of steel catching the dim light as he drew a dagger from his sleeve. He raised the weapon high and stabbed the person on the bed.

All of a sudden, his vision went dark.

Unexpectedly, the person on the bed leaped up and threw the blanket over his head! Panic surged through the assassin. He flailed wildly with the dagger, ripping the blanket free. But before he could react further, the cold muzzle of a gun pressed against his forehead froze him in place.

"Don't move. Not unless you want your head to be blown off." Under the dim light, Axel's eyes glinted with a dangerous glint. A cynical smile played on his lips, sending shivers down the assassin's spine. The ward door burst open, revealing Sean and Xavier leading a team of men who quickly surrounded the intruder.

"Are you alright, Mr. Axel?" Sean inquired, his voice laced with concern.

Axel clicked his tongue. "I didn't even attack him. All it took was a blanket to take this fool down."

With a practiced ease, Axel disarmed the assassin. He sneered. "Sir, you can barely fight, yet you're trying to be an assassin? Try harder next time."

The assassin's face was drained of color. His knees buckled, and he crumpled to the floor in a heap.

"Talk," Axel growled, nudging the man's head with the gun. "Who hired you? Reveal his name, and you'll face attempted murder charges at worst. After a decade or two in prison, you can walk free and live a normal life. I can't guarantee that you'll be able to walk out of this ward with all your limbs intact otherwise."

"I... I only spoke to him over the phone! I've never met him in person!" the man stammered, sweat drenching his clothes. "But... I have his number and our message history! He wired a million to my account two days ago and promised another after the job! We even spoke just 30 minutes ago!"

to him. He searched the assassin for his

to the station. I'll find

response. "Thank

away, the silence returning to the ward as if the commotion had never

had helped Alyssa out, a sense of unease lingered in Axel's gut as

beat. He opened the message, his pupils constricting as he read the words

sharp and final. They hurt him so much that his vision blurred, and he nearly lost his grip on his

leaving Solana City. Don't try to find me. Even if you hear

as he typed and retyped a frantic response. "Where are you, Amber?

long time passed. Yet, there

It was as if he had gone mad. "Amber,

to? Do you think you can control me?" "You're the only one I want in my life,

you

and sharp

replied, "I don't think that's

showed me what the light looked like.

Axel. This is all that I'm able to do. If you really love me, don't approach me anymore.

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