Chapter 47: In Which It's Revealed Part Two

Once on the main street, he saw a cab coming from a distance and without thinking much he jumped in front of it making it halt with noisy breaks right before it was almost about to hit him.

"What the actual fu-" before the cab driver could even complete his slang, Alexander was scampering off into the back seat of the cab, slamming the door shut.

"Drive! Drive!" Alexander shouted out to the bepuzzled cab driver who had no choice but to kick in the engine and drive away.

only once the cab was at a safe distance did Alexander let out a breath of relief.

"I almost ran you over man and even though it was your fault, they always gonna blame the Indian guy! " The cab driver complained, his accent thick.

"Sorry about that" was all Alexander could say as he ran a hand over his face, letting out a wince at the movement as he forgot about the injury on his left shoulder where the bullet had grazed him.

"You bleeding man, you want me to drive you to the hospital?" the driver asked.