Andy stumbled, turned around, and ran away from us.
"Sam, look at him running away like a coward." Bobby laughed as he saw Andy scrambling away.
I shrugged my shoulders but froze when I heard Andy's phone ring.
Who could be calling Andy?
It couldn't be Hamood, so it could only be a return call from the assassin from Six Iron Doors.
My heart pumped faster and faster.
I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned to Bobby and Hazidah with an urgent look, and said, "Quick, let's get out of here."
We ran into the crowded local market nearby for cover.
It was bustling now as the city was just waking up and preparing for a new day.
All around us were hawkers peddling their fresh produce, customers bargaining for better prices.
When we were hurrying along, Hazidah was pulled aside by a young woman.
She was slim, looking frail, and had a big birthmark on her neck.
