Chapter 8

''Shut up! '' Once pointed a sharp object at her neck.

Elijah's eyes widened as his knife gleamed in the dark.

"Do you think you can avoid me forever, huh? You idiot! I've been hiding in those boxes before, you didn't notice me. Now, you're mine!"
Then it engulfed the kiss. No! Elijah was disgusted with the rough snout that was pressing against her cheek. She knew that no matter what avoidance she did, he would kiss her on the lips. The warning of danger flashed in her mouth. She numbed the feeling as his hand moved over her body.



Mr. Lorenzo's desire is even more insane when he felt her body. It no longer made him think why she no longer fought back. It hurries away from her and is ready to undress. That was the opportunity Elijah had been waiting for. From under her pillow she quickly grabbed the knife once stomped in front of the man's knuckle.
"Ahh!"
It rang in pain lying on the floor. Elijah quickly got up and ran the short distance to the door. But because the bed was still blocked there, Mr. Lorenzo catch her before she even got out.
"Come here!" At once he grabbed her hair.
Elijah was overcome with pain as her scalp stretched. But she turned here, stabbed at the same time.
"Ah!"
The man jumped up, at the same time frowning when he felt the pain draw in the part of his abdomen that had been stabbed.
"It hurts."
He knelt down while staring at the blood -filled hand.
"Help me."
His nerves must have existed, and he finally collapsed on the floor.
Elijah was swallowed up and for a moment the world seemed to stop spinning. She just stared at the man's bloody body.
No! I will not allow myself to be incarcerated! That realization was sudden. She quickly picked up the bag containing the clothes and hurried out of that room.
"Elijah, where are you going?"


But just on the stairs he met Mrs. Linda. He became unconscious and paralyzed again.

"And why do you have blood on the clothes?" start to climb on the stairs.
"No!" She pushed the woman down the stairs once.
"Ah!" Mrs. Linda shout as she rolls down from the third stair.
Elijah didn't care to walk out the door.
"Hey, come back here!" shout by Mrs. Linda as she stomped up the stairs. It will find out what happened in the room she left.
Elijah was far away from that place when he heard Mrs. Linda's loud shout, asking for help.
"Help, thief, criminal!"
The locals rioted, leaving their homes. The police came to investigate, but Elijah was no longer around. Here is Elijah, strolling down the dark road. Sweaty, tearful and confused. She folded the bag of her clothes, not knowing where to turn.

No! I will not allow the police to catch me! I'm not at fault! Until he got along the highway. There were many cars coming and going on the road even after midnight. Its lights were dazzling, it seemed even more tempting to the spirit of her unwillingness to calm down.
Harris .. She was excited when she remembered the man. Where are you? She just stumbled as she looked around. She was about to be hit by rushing cars because of her careless crossing. Until she was walking to the big stores in the area even though they were closed. No wonder she stared at the bright sign lights of the closed stores. Harris Blake Cars Dealer and Accessories.
For a long time, her eyes focused on the sign that was read hanging in front of the three -story building. Below that is a large glass -walled showroom. From the outside you can see a variety of expensive cars on display. At the door there were two guards assigned although it was asleep while sitting.

Elijah gave a blink. She couldn't recall why the name she read seemed familiar to her. She became dizzy unexpectedly. The cellphone, fax, and phone numbers are written beneath the large name on the sign. When she looked up, she noticed the open light in the third-floor window.
Elijah stuffed the coin into her bag's side pocket and searched for a payphone.

Harris lay flat on the office's long couch. Hold a halved bottle of wine in your hand. He didn't even wake up when the phone rang on the mahogany table. Harris' house was only a short distance from his office, but even after a long day's work, he didn't want to go home.
He was squandering his time in that office. Normally, he would just stay at home in the morning to get dressed. He's been doing it ever since he moved to the city. At times, he drove along the road in slow-moving vehicles at midnight.

Trying against all odds to catch a glimpse of Eli's walking shadow. He even goes to combat nightmares on occasion, just in case it gets stuck there. Harrison doesn't like the idea, but the thought of Eli holding the knife here in the city breaks Harrison's heart.
When the phone stopped ringing, Harrison appeared to lose his cool and get up.
"Huh?"
He sat on the couch, his head throbbing.

"Sh*t! It's like the phone rang, ah."

Harris stood up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He would either go home first or continue down the road in search of Eli, who appeared to be a needle lost in a pile of straw. When the phone rang once more on the table. She crossed her fingers, hoping that someone on the other end of the phone would answer. However, the ring has not been exhausted.

Who is going to stay in the office at this time? Elijah gently lowered the phone into its holder and leaned against the telephone booth's wall for a few moments. I'll call again tomorrow. She sighed and stepped out, her bag adjusted. When she returned to the phone. I didn't know where to go. Elijah dialled the number again.
"Hello?"
Elijah was taken aback when someone answered on the other end of the line before the ring had finished. Perhaps a guard was stationed there. Perhaps janitor, or perhaps...

"Hello? What are you? You'll call, you won't answer!" exclaimed the man.
Before opening his mouth, Elijah swallowed. He was intimately familiar with that voice.

"Harris."

"Huh?"

The hoarse voice on the other end of the line stunned the person on the other end of the line.

"Hello?"

Elijah bit her bottom lip so hard. She couldn't decide whether to respond or not for a moment. She was suddenly afraid to come here.

"Hello! Eli, is that you?" The voice was urgent.

Elijah gulped.