𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞

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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵
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"Shit! Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Oh, shit!" Argyle yelled, I looked down at the agent who was bleeding on his side, my hands coated with blood.

I started panicking when the blood didn't stop, "Keep pressure on it." Jonathan told us.

"It's not slowing." I heard will say, I tried looking for anything that could stop the bleeding.

"More pressure. Get the napkins." Will said, I grabbed the napkins and placed it on the man's wound, "it's now slowing!" I yelled.

"Argyle! Get us to St.Mary's!" Jonathan said, "I don't think praying's gonna help that dude, man." Argyle replied.

"No, you idiot! St.Mary's hospital." Jonathan yelled, The agent shook his head.

"No, no." He said, I looked at him with confusion, he was literally on the brink of death and he didn't want to get help?

"What?" I asked, he shook his head weakly, "No hospital." He answered.

"We're gonna get you to the hospital." Jonathan said, "You need to warn...O...Owens..." be trailed off.

"Owens, okay." Jonathan said in reply, "The girl and boy. They're both...in danger." He continued, Me and Mike shared a look.

"Okay, how...how do we find Owens?" Jonathan asked, I felt my hands starting to shake from fear.

"Nina..Nina.." the agent said weakly, "Nina. Who's Nina?" I asked.

"Come on. A pen." Will said, I grabbed a pen from out of my pocket and handed Will a piece of paper.

"Here's the number." The agent said, "Number. Number." Jonathan muttered.

"Stop, stop! He wants to write something." I said, "We can call this Nina?" Jonathan asked.

"Grab a magazine or something. Will, get something." Mike said.

"He's really bleeding a lot." I said, "Right here." Will said, my paper was all bloodied up cause of my hands so they couldn't use it.

"Hey, hey, stay awake! okay? Come on. Hey." I said, trying to keep the agent awake.

"Write the number." Mike said, I grabbed the pen and paper from Will, I saw the man getting weaker and weaker by each moment.

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