Irvin Sharman was still dripping blood from his head, but he couldn't care about that now.
He knew for sure that the person who had just tried to kill Eve Thompson must have called the police.
So, he cannot afford to make any mistakes.
If he were caught, there wouldn't be a single person in this world to help him, and he would simply be condemned as a murderer!
He ran fast, but the police were always gaining on him.
"Freeze! Move any further, and we shoot!"
The police yelled this, but Irvin could not stop.
He held tight to the thick bushes and ran out of the apartment complex.
He ran faster and faster, soon leaving the police far behind.
But.
This was a villa district.
There were few residents in this area, and scarcer cars.
On his way here, he had driven his car, which must have been controlled by the police by now. Going back to the car would be like walking into their trap.
