I’m Someone Else

Thomas shook his head and glanced at his bleeding wound. “Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. We need to find a place to stop the car. I have to get the bullet out.”

“Get the bullet out?”

Olivia was stunned to hear that. Should they not go to the hospital then? Why did it sound like he planned on taking it out himself?

He pulled the car to a stop at a rather secluded spot and wound up the windows. The car’s windows were so heavily tinted that no one standing outside would be able to see what was happening inside. He then found a paring knife and grabbed a lighter to sterilize it with.

“Do you know who they are? They were driving a Cadillac,” he asked.

“A Cadillac?”

She frowned upon hearing that as her face clouded over.

“I think they are part of the same group.”

“Do you know who they are?” he repeated.

“I don’t. However, before they appeared, there was a time when I clocked out of work late and had to drive home by myself. They followed me throughout the entire drive and only left when I managed to call my family who then sent some men to escort me home.”

That incident had happened quite a while ago, so she had only assumed it was a coincidence. She had not expected them to appear in her life again.

She did not know them at all, so why did they want to kill her?

He nodded and kept quiet. The knife was nearly sterilized. Without hesitation, he swiftly stabbed the knife into his wound.

“Aah!”

when

doing? Are you crazy? Stop! Let’s get it taken care of at the

beyond her wits. While she had seen people on television do that before, it was still horrifying to see it happen right before

her cries and continued with his task. There was not a single sign of pain on his face. It was as if the shoulder the knife was digging into did

Clink!

hands, he then dressed the

had spent in the military, he

said. “Time

started

out a bullet with a knife was too much for her, but all she

wound be infected? What should they do if the wound is infected because they

to the hospital,”

just an ordinary gunshot wound. While his method might have been crude, it was absolutely safe. Anyway, this was minor. He had dealt with worse injuries before, but he was still alive, wasn’t

one was a patient for long enough, one could learn how to cure their own illnesses. Similarly, someone who had been hurt

on driving to the hospital, even if

not for him, she would have been dead by now. It was unlikely for her to ever find another driver who would be willing to take a bullet

warmth. He never imagined that anyone else, especially a woman as beautiful as Olivia, would care

the hospital. Once his wound was properly cleaned and dressed, they

up

there at eight,” he

no hurry, he drove back

drove toward them. The only reason why he noticed those two cars was because the drivers were being too obnoxious. It was past ten, yet the cars still had their high beams on. It made

everything? Do they own the roads just because they can drive luxury cars?” he grumbled as he put them out of

“Wait, no!”

these not the cars that had driven next to them just now? The people who were trying to kill Olivia were riding in those cars,