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Bullets kept shooting from behind as I stayed hidden and had my head down to avoid getting my headshot.

"Fuck," I growl at the outcome. "This isn't good."

The lengthier I wait, the more Eva will be suspicious of Pete. I don't think he can act like Poppy. If Eva knew Poppy was a fake, she would have him killed and detonated the bombs early.

But why wait in the morning?

I know it's already midnight, and the sun will take six hours to rise. Eva already convinced the mayor to lock down the city because of terrorist activities.

She claims to use the smoke bombs fuse with her particular virus to pretend she has the cure.

Unless...terrorist attacks...virus...oh fuck!

That bitch will make me the terrorist, hence accusing me of starting a war. I'll be a public enemy to the country.

I need to stop this disaster before innocent people die.

Bullets kept flying over my head, and I was getting pissed that Eva had this all planned out from the start. I am infected with the virus, and once I am uncont