The members of Caiden's party ran through the city streets, leaving behind echoes as their feet pounded against the concrete pavement.
"How much farther is the kid?" Caiden inquired about one of his other soldiers.
"He should be around 500 meters from here," the soldier responded.
"Then, get ready for contact," he said further.
The urgent call had come in: Benedict was still being pursued by the thug that Simone sent to kill him, but they were able to track them down and find them both. However, given that the thug intended to kill the teenager, they could not afford to waste even a second. Caiden, who was leading the search, yelled out commands to his team while the others followed him with determination written all over their faces.
As they rounded a corner, they saw Benedict in the distance, coming toward their position. Anxiety and fear were clearly written all over his face as he peered over his shoulder to see where his pursuer was.