Chapter Four

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Sector: Unknown

Name: Connor

Age: 17

I wait at the clock tower for Nathan but i don't see him anywhere, it's 30 minutes past midnight, he isn't coming, Dammit this is what i get for trusting people.

I see a group of soldiers force someone into a truck and he puts up a fight.

Shit that's Nathan how did they figure out he helped me? They must have followed his trail, i told him to patch it up before he goes anywhere personal, that dumb-ass now i gotta save him.

I saw a girl walking away from them, she's new i haven't seen her around here.

Either way i need to help Nathan. I make my way down the clock tower it's not that high up so i don't gotta put my leg and my arm in to much pain for long.

After i get down from the clock tower i make my way to the bar i remember Nathan said he worked there.

I walk inside and i see a bunch of drunken idiots, typical not one person here is sober except the guy behind the bar i walk towards him and look down to help hide my face so no one sees me

" What can i get for you sir?" i hear the bartender say, "does a kid named Nathan work here?" i reply back as i look down still, "yeah he does, he left early today but will be back tomorrow if you want to speak to him" so this is his work, well hopefully his boss is as helpful as Nathan "listen to me, Nathan was captured by the government i need your help rescuing him" i look up so he sees who i am and he goes quiet, at first i thought he was going to yell for soldiers but thank god he didn't "go through the staff door and meet me in the back" he whispers to me, as if anyone else is listening to our conversation,"alright everyone i'm very sorry to say this but we are closing early due to short staff please finish your drinks and leave".

I go to the staff room at the back like he said to and i wait for him to meet me, as i'm waiting i feel a sharp pain in my leg, i never really took the time to see if the bullet went through.

I pull a chair out from the staff table and sit down, i start rolling up my pant leg and it hurts like a bitch, i see one bullet hole.

Just as i look at my leg i see Nathan's boss turn the corner. "What the hell happened to your leg?" he asks me as he walks over "well if it wasn't for your helpful worker Nathan this would have been a lot worse" i reply back as i roll my pant leg back down, "i don't really have enough supplies for this but i heard word on the street is someone is selling some top notch medical suppli-"  "that is a set up, they know i'm hurt and will be desperate for supplies" i cut him off, he looks at my leg and my shoulder "well they don't know you're not alone, well they know Nathan helped you but i can help you, wherever they want you to met i can set up a pathway for a get away, set up some simple traps you get the meds then run" i was a little surprised he seemed eager to help me "Okay so what's the word on the street on where they want me to meet them?" i start getting up and lean a little on my chair to take away some of the pain off of my leg. "They said something about the first place? Whatever that means" i knew what it meant "The first place i ever robbed that's the place they are talking about, they want me to meet them there, i know that place like the back of my hand. I think i have a plan."

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