It was that irritating ringing sound that awoke me that morning from my thoughts and dreams. I’d never got many phone calls before as I’m not too good at keeping in contact with people, but that was what surprised me.
My eyes flickered open, revealing my homely apartment located on the outskirts of London. I trudged over to my desk where my phone was charging and slumped myself onto my chair. Picking up the phone, I could hear my neighbour, Jane awakening as the walls were only thin.
It was the contact on my phone that made me suspicious: UNKNOWN, it read. With my eyes widening and the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end, I carefully picked up my phone and placed it to the side of my cheek. Sweat droplets started to form at my forehand and I could also feel my hands getting slippery, making it hard to get a good grip onto my phone. Blood drummed in my ears as I heard gunshots getting louder and then world went black…
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Bullet Proof
Historia CortaEric gets shot, and with the help of his newly found partner, Jane, they have to find out who it was and why they did it.
