(Akira’s POV)
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I hid behind a concrete wall, shielding myself from being shot at. The shots were coming from many angles. I could guess there were at least two of them shooting at me.
Was it meant for a warning?
If they were hired to kill me, I would be dead long ago. I had nothing on me to defend myself except for the walls of the room that was obviously made from cheap materials.
It felt as if they wanted to hurt me but not to kill me. If they wanted to kill me, it would not be long for them to come to the room that I was at and shoot me on the head point blank.
Earlier when I had arrived at the Motel, my colleague Jacob had sensed something was rather odd about this place. There were only two persons present at the whole Motel it seemed. One was the well-dressed receptionist woma
