He picked up his pace, his boots splashing through shallow puddles. He needed to get to the extraction point—the old subway entrance behind the noodle factory. If he could make it there, the broker would get him out. New identity, a ticket to the upper levels, and enough credits to never look back.
He rolled the grenade out into the open and squeezed his eyes shut. tigole
They know, Elias thought, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. They know I’m planning to double-cross them. He picked up his pace, his boots splashing
He lay there for a moment in the pitch black, breathing in the smell of mold and stagnant water. He could hear the Hunter pacing above him, its heavy footsteps vibrating dust from the ceiling. New identity, a ticket to the upper levels,