Hunter bit his lip, hesitating. However, the sound of the sirens appeared to be getting closer and closer, as though the police had already arrived at the hospital entrance.
Because of this, Hunter had no choice but to follow these two men.
The two men brought him into the toilet, where they changed into janitor’s uniforms and instructed him to squat inside a gigantic trash can. Then, they piled some garbage over him, put the lid on, and wheeled him out of the toilet.
Inside the trash can, Hunter cocked his head, listening for sounds outside as he inhaled the stench of rotting garbage.
After a few moments, he heard the sound of uniform footsteps, along with the voices of the police officers. ”We’ve received a tip that Hunter Quinn is inside this hospital right now, and he probably hasn’t left yet. We’ll go ahead with plan A: Jackie, you’ll knock on the door later and…”
The sound of these police officers’ voices made Hunter break out in cold sweat.
Soon, the two men dressed as janitors wheeled the trash can to the hospital’s back door.
Just as Hunter thought he was safe—
”Wait.” A man’s voice rang out all of a sudden, followed by the sound of footsteps.
The chief of police and his men sprinted towards the trash can. ”What’s inside this?”
”It’s trash.”
”Trash?” The chief of police, Officer Wilson, sneered. ”Someone must be hiding inside this trash can, isn’t it?”
With that, he pulled open the lid of the trash can, revealing Hunter’s shocked face.
”Let’s go, quick!” Before Hunter could even fathom what was going on, the two men pulled him out of the trash can and into the car quicker than the speed of light.
Officer Wilson narrowed his eyes. ”Go after them!”
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