TRAIN

Dylan viewed the message pop up on his phone,it was from Alexa. She had inform him of the invite over to her family's house in 2 days..

With few words, he texted back. Dylan walked along the pedestrian lane, he was to get few bottles needed at the bar. Which he haven't discussed with Alexa.

The blooping of a sudden text, it read thus.

"I have a lead on. Meet me at 35 C&A"

Dylan thought wide who the messenger could be, however he was going to get the bottles first as he has promised Rosie.

Walking out of the liquor store, clinging to the paperboard containing the three bottles of wine.

And yet again, Dylan spots a male figure, he could see the face of this figure, below his chin was a visible scar as a result of a malicious attack in his own past.

His instincts sets up, he was to chase after him which he did. Dylan knew they did keep coming after him for sure. Obviously his identity wasn't hideous, it was easier for him to track him down. Which he wasn't going to let of his sleeve.

The guy with the scar accelerated among a crammed of people walking to and fro, he walked diagonally through the crowd to get chasing Dylan off him.

But Dylan remained persistent as he also maneuvered his way through effectively, he had missed his target's previously. He wasn't getting easy on this one.

With sudden change of plans, Dylan could tell where he was heading, the subway. His escapade. Both plodding down the metro up subway steps. The guy with the scar avoided his reach deliberately.

The driver of the moving train applied his brakes and came to a halt about a train's length.

The guy with the scar hops into the train Dylan did same, avoiding it from moving without him. This was a long chase that he wouldn't let go off easily, with a hissing sound. The train began to move.

Dylan sways himself in between the standing passenger's, he saw him going into the bathroom. He follows suit.

Dylan stumbles into the clearing to find himself face to face with the guy who has a scar, clearly he saw his name tattooed on his left arm.... ZACH.

"How about I put these down for a bit, they are expensive." Dylan refers to the paperboard containing the bottles of wine.

Regardless Zach immediately strikes the side of Dylan's neck with all finger held straight and tightly together. He dodges. Clinging on to the paperboard with his left hand, Dylan responds by using the heel of his right palm to strike up under Zach's nose.

He throws the whole weight of his body into the move... causing Zach to cry out in pain as his nasal bones CRACK.

Both rallies and Dylan brings up his knee, swiftly turns his hip over, snapping his right leg outwards from the knee to deliver a strike to Zach's head with the ball of his foot.

This sent Zach flying hard against the floor unconsciously. His phone rings, Dylan stooped down and reached towards the phone.

He picks up the call. "Hope you took him down already?"

A voice questioned, Dylan noted the unconscious Zach has been sent to kill him.

"I don't think Zach's in the right state."

He hungs up the call, the train stops suddenly, he alights from the train.