"I need your help," Connor said. Ryan sighed, and touched his ear. It was bleeding.
"You could have just asked," Ryan said.
"I don't think Connor really knows how to ask," the man, in front of Ryan said. He turned to Connor.
"Carter!" Connor said.
"You can ask him for help, but you can't ask me?" Carter asked. Connor stared at Carter with dark eyes.
"I'm not here to talk," Connor said.
"You made that very clear," Ryan replied. He kept a handkerchief on his ear, and asked, "What do you want?"
"To break into Virtual Destination," Connor replied. Ryan sighed.
"Can you not see that I have my hands tied right now?" Ryan said. He glanced at Carter, and back at Connor.
Connor walked next to Ryan. He pulled his knife from the wall, all the while staring at Ryan, like he was about to kill him.
"What's got you so angry, Connor?" Carter asked.
