MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 86)

"Wow, where did you learn that?" Anita was amazed.

Martin shrugged. "I throw daggers in my spare time."

That was all he said in that regard, and Anita once again went silent. They moved around the front of the house, being careful to remain ducked beneath any windows, but they completely ignored the front door. When they passed the body, Anita was conscious of the pool of blood growing on the driveway next to the dead man's head. She forced herself to look away when they reached the wall next to the front door that connected, though he was closer to them than ever before.

Once they were both inside, they snuck up the driveway, alongside the black BMW that sat parked beside the ambulance. Having to fight off some deranged hitman would probably be much harder than a bunch of poorly trained Korean goons, but Martin was ready. The closer they got to the house, the closer his fingers inched toward his gun’s holster. Martin doubted that Professor Antonio or Kevin were dead yet. Even if they’d both already been captured by the hitman, it was perhaps likely that were being questioned. He only hoped that he had returned in time to save them.

They approached the garage in absolute silence, and once they were close to the door, Martin heard the sound of an unfamiliar voice. It wasn’t easy to identify it beneath the dull humming of the lab equipment inside, but he was positive it was the hitman. Martin pressed his ear against the edge of the garage door, being careful enough to be sure he didn’t disturb it. He tuned everything else around him out of his senses, and focused solely on the voice inside.

"Professor, you must know that your life means nothing to me. Give me the information I want or you’ll be dying a long, painful death.”Martin hadn’t heard the hitman in their initial encounter, and instantly noticed that something about his accent didn't sound right; it seemed too forced to be a real American accent. He definitely wasn't native to North America, at the very least.

"I-" Antonio began to speak, but hesitated. There was a moment of silence, and then the loudest, most gut-wrenching screams Martin ever heard. “O-oh God!” his voice faded into a moan as if he were going to pass out.

"I'll repeat this one more time for you. Tell me what I want to know, and I’ll give you a quick death," the man said. 

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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