Sunny could see three cars rushing through traffic to catch up to them — which did not mean that there weren't more. All three were nondescript and unassuming, but at the moment, they looked quite menacing.
He sighed.
"Doesn't make much sense, does it?"
The Other Mordret, who seemed strangely relaxed despite the threat to his life, lingered for a few moments and asked in a curious tone:
"What doesn't make sense, exactly?"
Sunny frowned.
"None of it makes any damn sense…"
By now, they knew that there was a larger conspiracy hiding behind the seemingly random Nihilist killings. Still, the first seven victims had been killed by the same lunatic — their missing eyes hinted at that, at least. However, there was also the driver of the truck who had pushed Mordret's car into the river, as well as all the assailants from last night.
And now, there seemed to be a large coordinated force trying to finish the job.
Sunny grimaced.
"Hold on tight. This… might be a bumpy ride."
