The Day Our Promise Breaks

Evelyn rushed out of the car in a hurry, with Brooks following close behind. He took an umbrella from his assistant and opened it for her, creating a small oasis of clear sky just for her. Seconds ticked by relentlessly.

The appointed time had come and gone, yet the man they were waiting for was nowhere to be seen.

Growing increasingly anxious, Evelyn couldn't wait any longer and pulled out her phone to call John. Just as the call connected, a ringtone sounded from the alley behind them.

Initially, Evelyn didn't pay it much mind. But when her third call attempt was automatically cut off, coinciding with the cessation of the ringtone from the alley, she sensed something was amiss.

She exchanged a look with Brooks, who had also sensed the anomaly, and they both headed into the alley.

Just a few steps in, they spotted a man lying motionless in a pool of blood not far away. Blood was flowing from his body, staining the ground beneath their feet.

At first sight, Evelyn was shocked and instinctively stepped back, but Brooks was right there to steady her with his hand.

Swallowing hard, Evelyn, with trembling hands, tried calling John's phone again. The ringtone emanated from the man lying on the ground.

Evelyn's face turned ashen. She stumbled forward, falling to her knees beside the man. Her hands shook as she tried to lift him from the ground. Her voice was breaking as she cried, "You can't die! Get up! You haven't told me who it is!" Brooks couldn't catch her in time and quickly moved to her side. Holding the umbrella with one hand, he knelt beside Evelyn and helped lift the man off the ground, not minding the mud staining his expensive clothes.

Brooks used one hand to prop up John, who weighed over 200 pounds. He instructed his assistant, who had just called 911. "Press on his wound."

"Right away."

pressing on the man's wound, which was still profusely

lot of blood, his complexion was as pale as paper. He was barely breathing in

the money. I'll transfer it to

hands trembled as she input his bank account

as he opened his

...

than ten minutes later, the ambulance arrived. John was rushed to the hospital

the emergency room, she stared at the glowing red

uncontrollably.

kept praying silently, hoping John

the police on the side. The police had already

had injured him was already

This time, their grievances had flared up again. The suspect had drunk a bit too much and

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briefing them, the police left, and Brooks returned to Evelyn's

clothes. Be careful not to catch

Eve that his ass."