“W-Why do you have to speak so harshly? You’re cursing me, aren’t you?” Willow’s anger burned as she gritted her teeth and glared at him. At that moment, she observed Jasper driving the car through one road after another as if he had a destination.

“You don’t live here, do you?” she asked. curiously.

‘To a safe house,” he answered. “A safe house?” Willow blinked, and a flicker of thought crossed her mind. “Are you an undercover cop? Are you affiliated with Interpol?”

“No.” Jasper denied it directly. “No? Then, who exactly are you?” She persisted in her unyielding questioning.

“I already told you. I can’t reveal my identity, so stop asking.” With that, he abruptly clutched his chest. The steering wheel jerked in a different direction under his grip..

okay?” Willow was startled. She noticed him furrowing his brow, a sheen of cold sweat on his

She nearly forgot that Jasper had been shot the previous night! He had only just gotten out of bed today and had driven

rest,” she suggested. “We’re almost there. I can hold on.” With that, he stepped harder on the accelerator. Willow quickly grasped her seatbelt in

the car entered a deserted alley. Once it stopped, Jasper pushed the door open to exit, only to collapse on the ground. Traces of blood stained his gray clothes and concentrated

have reopened.” She rushed over to support him. However, her strength proved insufficient, and he

the lock to reveal a fingerprint scanner. He pressed his finger. against it, and the door

door concealed behind the wooden entrance. Willow finally grasped that this was the

the door closed and the lights illuminated the room, it revealed a suite designed in a backroom style. It encompassed all the expected

was. “Where’s the first aid kit? Let me bandage your wound!” she

couch where he was seated, she noticed him removing

retrieved a hemostatic cotton ball from the kit and instructed, “Lie down. I’ll stop the bleeding

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