Chapter 57
'Think, Alex. Think. There are currently three professional hitmen pointing their guns at my face, torso and legs. Any slight movement I make will trigger them... but even if I stay still, they'll still shoot me.... So my only choice right now is to use my speed to my advantage and quickly get behind one of them. With that, I should be able to buy myself a few more seconds, before launching an unexpected attack. Alright, that could work.'
With a fully functional plan in place, Alex darted his eyes around the room, searching for the perfect person to target. His eyes settled on one of the hitmen; a man of average height, with a smooth, shiny bald head that reminded him of an old neighbor back home. He noticed that the bald man was the only one who was closest to his position.
