.07 Plans: SlumsMature

The moment Richard noticed that he was being followed, he ducked suddenly and ran directly to the entrance of the alleyway to mislead them. He was curious as to who they were. He told Hannah to stay there and to not leave that place until he came back.

He ran off and followed the them until they entered some dark tunnel. He held back for a moment, afraid that it might be a trap, but he decided that it looked harmless enough. He grabbed a torch and began following behind at a much slower pace, afraid that there might be any traps in the place. He only half-way through when he heard footsteps from the other side coming towards him. He looked around frantically, but there was no place to hide.

He took a deep breath and blew out his torch, but it was too late and whoever was coming had noticed his presence already. He cursed under his breath and threw himself against the wall, pulling his hood up. A few moments later, the sound of crunching gravel came closer and closer. He leaned tightly against the wall and for moment, he thought that he had gotten away with this. He closed his eyes with a sigh, when he suddenly felt the sharp tip of a knife against his throat.

“Do you think that I wouldn’t notice you? You breath like a pig.” The voice was cooly feminine. Richard took another rattling breath as she continued. “You’re Richard aren’t you?”

Shock bolted through him. How? How did she know?

“Yes.” He muttered, another ragged breath bursting through his teeth.

“You’re probably wondering how I found out this.”

Richard nodded, but there was no response and then he remembered that she probably couldn’t see him.


He grimaced as his Adam’s apple tickled the tip of the blade slightly The person laughed.

“It seems like your Hannah ratted you out.”

Blood roared into his ears. What? Hannah? That simple girl ratted her out? Was she...

“It’s not like what you think.” The person before him sighed. “She was telling someone how amazing of a person you were. Don’t you know to go by aliases?”

Richard sighed with relief. So Hannah didn’t rat him out. He hadn’t misjudged her. But in the end, his name still got out.

“How do you know this isn’t an alias?”

“Because no one would work so hard to hide a name if was simply an alias.”

Richard was left wordless for a moment. True. That was definitely true. He hadn’t thought of that, and now he felt stupid not having done something he probably should have done.

“What are you going to do with me now?” He muttered, shifting uncomfortably. He was in a completely powerless situation. He couldn’t even see the face of the other person. For all he knew, this could have a been a complete coincidence.

“Get rid of you.”

“Wait now.” Richard paused for a moment. “I- I don’t even know you. Shouldn’t you introduce yourself first? Maybe you’ve got the wrong Richard.”

“Oh, you don’t know me. But I know you. And I’ve got nothing against you. Except for that you started this.”

She pushed the knife into his throat and Richard fell to the ground lifeless.

The End

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