It was so dark I could barely see, but I kept walking at a fast pace hoping they would lose trail of me. My tail made it so uncomfortable to move, but if I got it out of the skirt of a dress, they would instantly find me. I had to make sure I didn't draw any more attention to myself. I turned to another street and as I walked deeper into it, I realized it was an alley with a fence blocking the way forward. I turned around and it was too late. Three angry-looking men were standing a few meters away from me holding a huge net and a gun with rose water. My nose was already itchy from the smell and they weren't even that close to me.
"Please, don't do this" I squirmed, leaning on the fence as if it could swallow me to the other side.
"You know it's nothing personal, it's just business," a familiar voice said.
I turned around ready to try and climb the fence, but at the same time I moved, I felt a needle go through my skin and a net on me. I screamed and fell to the ground, unable to move. They came closer and the last thing I remember was Hunter's face close to mine.
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Fantasy"..Mr. Reynolds, while you wait, maybe you'd like to look around for any... equipment?" I heard Ashford's voice, but my attention was caught by the name he mentioned. It sounded familiar, I just couldn't remember where. "No, I think I have everythin...
