There's this one man chasing me now-one who doesn't give up. He's not like the rest, and I can feel it in my bones. He's quieter, smarter... more dangerous. I know I should be scared of him. Should be running harder than ever. But somehow, I'm not. Somehow, a part of me... wants to see how far he'll go to catch me. Maybe it's stupid. Maybe it's childish. But I can't help it. There's something about being someone's bounty. And if I'm gonna be caught, at least I want it to be him.
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