Trent felt his heart jump out from his body, as the person chasing almost caught him. The door closed just in the knick of time.
He breathed slowly, calming himself down, at the same time proud he managed to escape unscathed.
His palms were moist with sweat, he stood as dignified as he could, and wipe them on the back of his blazer.
"That was close, who were they anyway? They even knew about the secret organisation, this is terrible news indeed."
He practically leapt out of the lift as soon as the doors opened, he was old but it wasn't too demanding as long as he wasn't fighting like he was still a youth.
He immediately noticed his master, pacing back and forth. Not seeing Isaac or his friends in sight, he was washed over with relief.
