Draco cursed under his breath. Using his momentum, he shoved Lewis aside.
He was strong, indeed; Lewis took a step back.
But there was no way Lewis would let him escape. He seized the back of Draco's collar.
Many people were running in their direction. Draco seemed to panic. Mustering all the force he had, he charged at Lewis.
Lewis' face changed as he crashed into the door with a loud bang.
After breaking free, Draco ignored Lewis and bolted upstairs.
Lewis wanted to go in pursuit but flopped back down limply once he rose, clutching his chest with a look of agony.
"Are you alright?" The woman in the red dress held him, looking concerned.
Lewis didn't reply to her. Clutching his abdomen, he vomited blood.
Upon seeing that, the woman shouted immediately, "Get the doctor, quick!"
Lewis closed his eyes and took a breather. After some time, he pushed the woman aside and chased after Draco.
The woman was scared and anxious. Just then, Faust arrived. She grabbed him and urgently said, "The murderer is a plump guy with a scarred face. You have to catch him, hurry!"
Faust frowned and immediately gave chase with his men.
Draco frantically ran back to the fifth floor to their booth. He grabbed a glass and gulped down its content without bothering to find out who that belonged to.
Kiran noticed something was off with him and questioned, "What have you been up to?"
Draco wiped his mouth and said huffily, "Fuck. I saw him enter a room and tried to kill him. I almost did!"
"Almost?" Kiran was solemn. "Does that mean you didn't finish him off?"
Draco spread his hands. "Who could have guessed he'd use a woman as a shield? If it weren't for the other two women yelling, making a ruckus, and getting Faust's attention, that punk would have been dead."
Kiran pinched his brows. "Why didn't you do as I said?"
Peeved, Draco said, "What's the big deal? But, I, too, didn't expect him to react that quickly."
If it wasn't for the woman, he could have gotten rid of Lewis silently. No one could have ever traced it back to him.
In the end, Lewis engaged him in combat, and the others saw his face. He was no doubt going to be accused of homicide now.
"Who was that woman?"
"I don't know. Let's just hope she's just a nobody."
Kiran massaged his temple and heaved a long sigh. "Whatever. Get your men ready."
Draco said, "Don't worry. We outnumber him. Besides, Faust won't drive us to a tight spot just because of a woman."
Draco and Faust were under the lead of the same superior. Faust was in charge of the lower levels, while Draco managed the fifth level. They wouldn't call themselves "friends," but they were considered colleagues.
Just then, a bunch of people barged into the entrance of the fifth level and defeated the mercenaries standing guard before they could even react.
"Can you manage?" Seth glanced at the man beside him.
Lewis' face was ashen, and blood stained the corners of his mouth. He was obviously in a weak state.
Lewis replied, "Let's find her before anything else."
Seth couldn't be bothered about him. Leading his subordinates, he stormed up the stairs to the fifth level.
As soon as he stepped inside the cabin, he was greeted by a swarm of people. Most of them wielded weapons and stood huddled together.
Seth paused.
He swept his gaze across the space. Clad in a suit, Kiran was standing in the lead beside Draco.
Kiran was staring back at Seth too.
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