What He Wants.

Her breath was shallow and she could hardly move. For the first time in her life, she could tell how a bullet felt.

Painful, deep, as if a million termites were chewing off her skin but deep inside her, the bullet feels cold.

She breaks down into cold sweat, shivering at even the slightest touch as she's slowly lowered down.

"She's bleeding from her ribcage? It'll be a problem if she can't receive treatment as soon as possible," A.J. yells from over the phone as he makes his way towards them in haste.

All other teams have also called off their search, returning to the mansion where they all plan to rejoin the others.

"I'll call the boss and tell him we've found the girl, while you take the fastest car and make sure to try to stop the bleeding, she'll be in a horrible condition if you don't hurry," he yells at the ring leader who wastes time to begin transporting the found target.

He knows he's already made a mistake, after all, he's responsible for the sorry state she's in, even